I think I kept repeating the word
as I was driving along in my car
past the monkeys, past the opossums
hanging from each and every tree:
pre.hen.'sile.
They were hanging by their tails.
This is where I started to get upset, perturbed, a little annoyed, or atleast, itchy.
Even though my vocabulary seemed apropos,
even though the scene seemed to make sense,
I couldn't tell the difference between the opossums
and the monkeys. Come to think of it, I don't believe I have any idea
what an opossum looks like!
Then, getting frustrated, out of my car (and into a tree), I decided to turn my thoughts to thumbs instead.
