All of Us Have the Gifts

No one said, no one when she went through the hiring process, or along the path while she's teaching kids, where she said, i can see it all in my head. She is a reverse canine centaur, as we know them in the hallowed howls of harvard. When she goes from harbord to boston collegeshe just rolls in like charles exa. All of us have the gifts, you see? Ok an? I read your poem. Ah, you bid me. And what are you doing? But in a minute, stop stealing your spoons. You're just carrying them to your car. Ha, ha, with your brittle liver spotted fingers