Up Town


on sundays

the weathervane
pointed north
no matter what
even if the wind
said otherwise

this strange phenomenon
went on for years
without explanation

the town mayor
set up a committee
to investigate

the outcome
inconclusive
and a suggestion
 to change its locale
was voted down
unanimously

by now
the residents
were
quite fond
of keeping their chin up
even
for only one day
a week

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