'Zen Again'

This one should be up your alley, jjorge

Agnes Moorehead
Struck her forehead
On a block of lead

Her friend took the lead
Help to the scene she lead
As for help began to plead

Struck her forehead?
That's what you plainly said
My dear it's perfectly horrid

:-) :-) :-)

Very good edgar!
may I add to the story?

Agnes' agony
earns my sympathy,
A lass
hit her head,
Bled,
and now,

alas,
is dead.

I wish again that I was in
That state of Zen again
For nothing is not nothing
Yet it does not exist at all

I put my finger in a pie
To pull out a plum of nothingness
I put my finger in my eye
But I missed and poked the sky

And I wish again that I was in
the state of Zen again

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