Saw Gumby in Times Square
Pink, like a worn out eraser
“Where’s Pokey, dude?”
He held a dog food can
“Bummer”…”Yeah,” he said
There was ticking in his backpack
Mentioned something ‘bout losing his green card
I was already running
He exploded into 647 pieces
They quickly congealed
Ain’t buying can dog food again
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