I have not spoken alone in some time. What should I say to myself?

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Leemy Lonne
by TD Euwaite

I have a friend with no telephone
No i-thing, no e-thing, no anything
His name is Leemy Lonne
He still employs the U.S. Mail…

When the question cannot be asked
I know Mr. Lonne will bone up and astound
After a trip to the archives.

He reads the paper then tells me
What the words used to mean,
Fishfood fed in the mainstream
when there was one right, one left…

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Leemy Lonne
by TD Euwaite

I have a friend with no telephone
No i-thing, no e-thing, no anything
His name is Leemy Lonne
He still employs the U.S. Mail…

When the question cannot be asked
I know Mr. Lonne will bone up and astound
After a trip to the archives.

He reads the paper then tells me
What the words used to mean,
Fishfood fed in the mainstream
when there was one right, one left…

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Leemy Lonne is a sort of modern Bartleby. But is it possible to be a "modern Bartleby"?

I like it, but "would prefer not to"!

I find this slightly random. However, I like it because it's quirky. :)

i like it. althought the very last line could be better i think. the rest of it i can make sense of, if i think a moment and then it's very amusing, but the last line went by me.

Sounds like your alter-ego, I think we all have one. Thank you for sharing and very interesting.

Thank you for thought and I think it is good work on your part. Thanks again for sharing. Love, honey

"When there WAS one right, one left"
Those were the days, my friend...

For awhile I nicknamed myself
Lea Mia Lone...and I meant that from the bottom of my toenails.

It's wonderful TD.....
and there is one classic thing about this poem...
"No i-thing, no e-thing, no nothing".......Marvellous! Simply Marvellous.....this line can be an applied anywhere on any spot in this century...and beyond! really great!

This is interesting. I'm still wondering about the last line but I generally like the poem.

Very nice.
There was much joy in simpler times....

Still employ paper cups and string, when string's too short, I do converse with myself...very enlightening. Long live the U.S. Mail and the Pony Express.