Wednesday, February 10

Baby Pianos by Russel Edson

A piano had made a huge manure. Its handler hoped the lady of the house wouldn't notice.
But the lady of the house said, what is that huge darkness?
The piano just had a baby, said the handler.
But I don't see any keys, said the lady of the house.
They come in later, like baby teeth, said the handler.
Meanwhile the piano had dropped another huge manure.
What's that, cried the lady of the house, surely not another baby?
Twins, said the handler.
They look more like cannon balls than baby pianos, said the lady of the house.
The piano dropped another huge manure.
Triplets, smiled the handler ...

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