In the 1980's,
I copyrighted my column
WITH SIX SENSES.
My Sixth Sense
May be a throwback to
Prehistoric Times,
or
A special gift from
The Creator,
or
The result of
Years of tough experience.
I sense injustice
The way a bloodhound
Senses blood from afar.
And when I sense a liar,
A thief, a manipulator,
My whole being
Bristles
And I can never rest
Until justice is done.
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