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My Encore - May 28, 2026

  • Gary Hunter
  • May 28
  • 1 min read

my early life was staged

like an actor in a play

 

delivering rehearsed dialogue

sticking to the script

taking no risks

 

encores are what I wanted

a couple clapping

hands was all I got

 

so

 

the blurt and banter,

joke and poke guy

you see today

 

is in a big hurry

to make up

for lost applause

 

 
 
 

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