TALL
You have to love
irony
there you are laughing
at your crazy distorted image
in the crazy distorting mirror
until someone informs you
there isn’t nothing
crazy distorting
about
that mirror
at all
or you laughing out loud
about the tiny-mindedness
of Swift’s Lilliputians
when from
Jonathan’s perspective
it is
the entire human race
that is
(stretched to
full height)
but six
seven inches tall.
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