Holy Kleenex, Batman! It was right under our nose, and we blew it!

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Apparently last night at the midnight showing of one Batman movie in New Haven, Connecticut, the film BURST INTO FLAMES five minutes before the end. How’s that for going out with a bang?

 

I’ve gotten a great response from poets both professional and cubicle-ridden, so I’ll be putting some of my favorites later today. In the meantime, you’ll have to make do with one of mine:

 

Mother to the multitude:

men like sheep sheared clean huddle sleepless here.

I offer reluctant ears,

occasional xanax.

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