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Roles switched, those bewitched, by this turning table, things unstable,
with things wobbling, and others bobbling,
spinning and turning, uneasy things churning.
As if you were a spoke on a wheel, squeaking and squealing,
creaking and reeling, mysteries revealing,
many having been revolving, then suddenly stalling.
- Title: One of My Poems of Randomness
- Artist: x_gal17
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- Date: 04/06/2011
- Tags: random
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