Some of you
May or may not have noticed
That I have a tendency to slip, flip
From the prosaic to the poetic
To verse or to converse
To me, they're not mutually exclusive
Now don’t get me wrong
I have great respect, regard and esteem
For simplicity of essence
But reality consists of fractals
Not just perfect circles
Some of you
May or may not have noticed.
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