You tell me that you know my name

when for centuries I’ve been anonymous

in my comings and goings.

You think you’ve unmasked me

now you’ve given me a name.

Well, it won’t help you.

Named or unnamed

I’ll spread just the same,

never fear!!

Ha ha!!

History writes it’s own jokes.

You’ll see.

But if you were right,

I would be the only one unmasked,

such is the irony of history

where, hidden behind the mask

identities may easily be mistaken.

So, as I float away in the damp miasma

I’ll tell you my name,

reveal it without fear

if you keep it secret,


Or fear not,

if you keep my secret.


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