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11/08/2003

the human-being eraser

Wouldn't it be nice to have an eraser...
that would fit inside your pocket...
that you could whip out any minute...
and erase people you don't like?

Wouldn't it be fun to use that eraser...
on those who've caused you harm...
on those who've lied to you while smiling...
or even those who get in your way at the supermarket?

If I had such an eraser...
I'd use it as a tool for good...
I'd rub out the undesirables...
as I define them.

Wipe them away
from head to toe
leaving a small pile
of dirty rubber squigglies.

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