A sea of young faces, some quizzical
and some interested and some not,
I was in a room of them as I had
been invited to read to them
like a vulgar, bearded kindergarten
teacher.
To my right, you sat and it wasn't
'til later that I understood that
we were connected through mutual
friends and you were, in fact,
marrying one of them. It's
a small world after all, it's
a small world after all, it's
a small world after all.
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