Friday 11 June 2010

It Was

It was his own fault.
Hold on a minute now. Who is this he?
Just he.
Just he what?
Just he.
We have to make do with he?
Afraid so.
He is as good as it gets?
Yes.
All right so, lets get on with it. What was his own fault?
It.
And it is?
Was.
Was?
It was his own fault, not is.
And what is it that it was?
Just it.
Just it again? No more than it?
No.
And why was it his fault?
Because it was.
Any more?
No.
You have the gift.

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