Building demolition in Washington, DC

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Tom often remarked that his day would come.
On Tuesday, it finally came.
At noon, he observed that a finger was numb.
At one, that an ankle was lame.

At two, he suffered a fainting spell,
And at three, felt an ache in his side.
At four, the ankle gave way and he fell.
At a quarter to six, Tom died.


© John P. Cahill 1999


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