April 13, 2012 · 8:42 am
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Thirteen is a lonely number

I hardly know ya, /
Triskaidekaphobia. /
Afraid to hold ya. /

Joe Friday, detective

It's Friday, Friday the Thirteenth. Just the facts, ma,am.

I have just told ya, /
Triskaidekaphobia. /
I hardly know ya. /

Just the facts, you say, /
Triskaidekaphobia./
Will make you go away. /

But you’re here to stay. /
triskaidekaphobia. /
For the entire day. /

So I might just play, /
Triskaidekaphobia. /
On this fine Friday: /
Triskaidekaphobia

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2 responses to “Thirteen is a lonely number”

  1. Cathy's avatar Cathy
    April 13, 2012 at 11:23 am

    A very, very David Booker poem. Happy 13th!

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    • debooker's avatar debooker
      April 13, 2012 at 11:44 am

      If that means unique. I’ll take it.

      If that means weird, but in an endearing sort of way, I’ll take that.

      After all, in life there’s noir way out. Happy 13th to you, too. Stay tuned for a photo I am about to post.

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