I went to the diner
by my house this morning,
and I sat at the counter
while I tried to recount
the events of last night
to the waitress.
I couldn’t piece it all together.
So I ordered a coffee
and watched the white guys
talk about sports on TV.
It always seems like it’s
a bunch of white guys.
And there’s a big game today,
I guess it’s very important.
A guy next to me says that
he’s nervous about it.
I ask him why.
He says that it’s just very important.
Only, I can’t help but think
that there are bigger things
going on in the world.
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