there was never a leprechaun in peanuts!

By Zachary Binsfeld

I finally said what I hadn’t wanted to say,
but a hairy green man in stockings ran between us waving
an insect net meshed small enough to catch words.
He got all the good ones so I sounded like Mrs. Donovan

during that time of the month. It would not
have been better had the wordflies landed on your ears,
anyway.

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