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Shania, I Hardly Know You
You know you’re in trouble
when you live somewhere too
small for Shania Twain’s tour
and worse, you don’t
get it the arena sign says
Shania Twin, 2 Nights Only!
you rush out for tickets find
a girl who looks like Shania,
sounds like Shania,
but isn’t.
Chill out, you’re not the first
to be tricked by a twin, undone
by misreading. Twin
can carry a tune, & twinning
is an ancient, honoured
profession. Like belly dancing.
Furthermore, real Shania
shed her skin, too. Left behind
a sad girl named Eileen
to lay a rose on her parents’
grave; to sing dumb songs
dance dumb dances
at the Huntsville resort
in exchange for groceries &
was reborn Shania
Ojibwa for
I’m on my way. And she was.
And the twin? Who was she,
what former, tragedy-wrenched life
did she live before she gazed
in the looking glass & saw the star
she resembled enough to begin
her career
coming soon
to a deluded arena near you.
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