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Dec 2012
Little girl synchronized swimmers moving to a piano beat
Toes pointed, smiles on, gotta keep that happy going
I remember in the haze of childhood, a faint clip
walking around our WW II housing turned Married Student Housing
Underneath empty clothing wires--why sugar and spice?
Which spice and could I really live up to being so nice?

And for the scary boys who liked to tear the tails off little puppies
Why did adults arrange things like this.
Polar opposites.  I was supposed to love a boy
with a ****** tail in his hand?
Zulu Samperfas
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Zulu Samperfas
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   --- and Anon C
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