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Zen Master Zara

"Zara desperately wanted to be a Master of Zen

But kept falling short of this goal again and again

For every time she got into her lotus pose

Is when all her distracting thoughts arose

She would start thinking about going out to chase mice

Or how a can of tuna for dinner would be oh so nice

She thought of all types of things as her mind rambled on

And just when she would start to focus, out came a yawn

But as her eyes got heavy and she settled onto the floor

Is when she had herself a realization like never before

Zara had figured out how to overcome this complication

She would simply count sleeping as her meditation"

Poems by Pete


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