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A Grammar of Love
A poem
I met a noun,
introduced by a comma, and
we verbed across the dance floor.
I love you, noun, I said.
Let’s get married
and have a couple of objects.
Now our objects are out on their own,
but we sit and enjoy prepositions
running all through the house.
And I still love my noun,
and we still like to verb
and dance when we get a chance.








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