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In actuality, I know very little about Madalyn Murray O'Hair, But I like to play a little game with my friends In which I say and do the kinds of things you'd expect Of a Madalyn Murray O'Hair expert, Right down to little side-comments about her personal life, Right down to the inside jokes about her rumored associations With Irish diplomats, and ironically, in playacting like this, I have become quite an expert on Madalyn Murray O'Hair, Over the course of time, simply by virtue of all the people Who don't know about my little game, but do know something About Madalyn Murray O'Hair, who correct a fact here, Twist their eyebrows at an impossible anecdote there: "But O'Hair never worked at a chicken farm in Vancouver!" Or, "I thought she was forty-one when she sold the pretzel shop." One fellow remarked, "In fact, I once worked for Ms. O'Hair, And she was no where near as kind and straightforward As history has it. She over-scrutinized my use of personal days, And I would see her shaking her head behind her office's glass wall If I were as much as fifteen minutes late, then turn shut the levelors As I settled into my carpeted cubicle. It bordered on farcical." I thanked him for his story, thanked him very much As I shook his hand vigorously For stealing the noise out of my lame thunder And leaving the mystified house guests grinning in wonder. But secretly I held him in reproach. |
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