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                | Monday, June 05, 2006 
 
 
 
 It's a day of three sixes...
 
 
  
 Pretty, Pretty, Paper Parasol
 © 2006 Pamela MacCarthy
 
 
 My iPod stirs
 the kaleidescope air
 with a sprig of mint...
 
 Moving along
 on a blustery June day
 in Tokyo-
 
 Home of the natives
 and the things that wouldn’t leave
 
 Fuchsia-pink toes, fingers and lips
 serve as landmarks
 in the washout of the midday sun
 
 French Accordian music gives my steps bounce
 
 Koto music makes me float as if not having feet
 
 American music pins the groove all down:
 
 It takes names, but no prisoners;
 occupations, physical descriptions, social security numbers,
 and mood ring shades...
 
 Just the facts, m’am.
 Just the facts.
 
 Pretty, pretty, paper parasol...
 
 
 
 Till next time...'Mela
 
 
 
 
 
 
 10:33 PM
 
 
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