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To my friends (two of whom are not present).

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The Palace of Fine Arts

Dearest Mary, and Annie, and Heidy This celebrates an evening so mighty That walls come down Throughout the town,  Known as San Francisco, that nighty.
With grace and agility pervasive And the statues overlooking persuasive We witnessed a scene In a place so serene It all seemed nearly evasive.
She lept and twisted and turned  Pretended she carried an urn The moment was fast And then it did pass What was it we had all learned?
The sisterhood reigns ever strong With secrets that will last ever long This act may be gone Yet memory lingers on Of four friends, a palace, a swan.
December 1996
Marilyn Schumacher