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The Old Observatory

I might have sooner known what it all meant,
But TV wasn’t where my time was spent;
Just as it dawned on me they were talking
About the programs flashing and squawking

On those myriad screens hanging in space,
I felt my tensed left foot cramping in place—

And as I twitched to loosen the muscle,
My trouser legs crossed with a loud rustle.

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