The Museum Of Nothing

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Although the museum had nothing on exhibit... The people not believing this, Would still come in droves to visit. They would stand in line to wait. And pay their fee to gain entry. And inquire, once inside... Why was nothing there, To sustain them with pride. And from room to vacant room, They walked behind the tour guide! So the board of directors, Decided to please them all. And changed the name of the museum! The museum was renamed, The Museum of Nothing. And people came in the Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall. And 'nothing' it was affectionately called. Although the museum had nothing on exhibit... The people not believing this, Would still come in droves to visit. They would stand in line to wait. And pay their fee to gain entry. Some adjusting to the nothingness. While others stood for hours, Just to stare as if in disbelief. Addicted to anything said to them. And clearly easy to deceive.

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