Ken Ober is dead,
And I have to cut my nails--
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1 comment:
Harvested from K's patter and actions in his office which I listened to from the floor of my office in a supine yoga pose.
K: Ken Ober is dead, and I have to cut my nails.
E: That's the first 2/3 of a haiku.
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