Pick-pocket

I found a surprise in my pocket.

I wondered how it had gotten (t)here.

I didn't remember putting it (in) there 
(so) it had to have gotten (t)here by way of 
a pickpocket in reverse. 

 


Marjorie Kanter
 

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