But who's Tiffany?
Those were the words I woke up to
Reverberating in my dreamy head,
Of the dream itself
I had no clues.
But who's Tiffany? All day long
This refrain came coming back
Racking my mind pitilessly
But who's Tiffany?
To the point that in the evening
It had become a droning mantra
Overpowering everything else
Twas only in my opened my diary
I saw the words: Monthly meeting
Prompt: But who's Tiffany?
That I had my epiphany!
Lucette C. Bailliet
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