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Oct 2017
Marilyn sits by the hotel phone,
waiting for John.

she hangs her diamonds on her ears,
puts on her pearly white dress,
takes the curlers out of her blonde hair.

the phone rings.

Iā€™m sorry Marilyn,
you're just not first lady material.
Written by
Miggy  23/F/Elgin
(23/F/Elgin)   
167
   Glassmuncher
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