I Am Not By The Dream Myself

I am not by the dream myself, not in
a way you could tell. No there's
very little reason for you to think
I am not by the dream myself.

And on just before I went,
No not anywhere you might go,
I being prepared struck out.
And do you, you probably don't,
I had given in and asked to see her.

Slob. Imbecile. Given in to see her?
No. But you did. I did. Given in to see her.
Loose was the candid reply.
The Surgeon General asked, "Why?"
Loose? Not loose. Not I.
I am not by the dream myself.
And wouldn't you? You have very little
                     reason to tell.

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