Almost a Palindrome (Rhyme)
by james bezerra
On my lunch break today
I went away
into a book
about a time traveler
with a hook
for a hand
who joined an interdimensional band.
They hunted the thief who took
the hand from out main character.
They tracked him to a smugglers nook
and then they made him pay;
they took his life away.
Then back to work I went.
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