Yellow Shirt

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Today in the morning
when I left for work
I saw a warning
of a man gone berserk.

Saw a puppet of me
with my clothes and all
hanging from the tree
a rope catching its fall.

It was wearing a yellow shirt
the same one I wore today
so before I got hurt
I put the shirt away.

I went on with my day
telling no one what I saw
but I knew I'd have to pay
cause yellow shirts are a flaw.

And when I got back I saw it
all because of my shirt:
my house majestically alit
by someone in a yellow skirt.

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