In the alleyway the children play,
and today play means screaming,
means catch me if you can.
Time time time, they say,
between the shouts,
so loud
I almost stop doing taxes
because fair is fair,
and someone called time.
I remember the game.
I remember the rules.
I do not remember how it was
to shriek my laughter
through my neighborhood
like the boss of space and time.
rarasaur 
Happy Easter Ra! 🐰🐰
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Neighborhood kids > IRS. This is the way.
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😂 “reason for extension: they called time.”
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Oh, to be the boss of space and time once again… 😩
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