Cornflakes
A Modern Poem
1. My current corn flakes box has a picture of Anthony Quinn on it. He was never one of my favorites (for the same reason I don't like Sean Connery) although he was a good actor. However, should I be assigned the task of finding a person's face to plaster on a corn flakes box I think I could manage to find one belonging to someone who's not currently dead. Anyway, AQ looks down upon me from the top of the fridge (mouse-proofing).
2. I'm probably the only person in SL who always thinks "Semple McPherson" after hearing "Aimee." It's because I'm a hundred years old. Yes, Peaches and Daddy Browning, too, are tucked away in my head, in all their sordidness. All kinds of odd things are in there.
3. The New Yorker, which admittedly is not as good as it used to be, still managed to enhance my cornflakes by having an article about ASM that related that AQ had been her translator for a short time. I now need a big box of cornflakes with ASM on it. Or maybe Peaches Browning.

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