until the wind stops blowing
and for fear of losing the hair
off the top of the back of my
legs to the mere force of the
breeze
i should lay off the beans
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the sieve and the sand 
thank you for sharing that mr. mugs. I would like to know if you looked that word up after reading my poem.
what word?
Don’t play dumb with me! You know what word I’m talking about!