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Mar 1
in puckered cotton?
not to be forgotten.
in a strapless dress of periwinkle blues
wearing stiletto leather shoes.

Will you lay me out
perfumed in Chantilly Lace?
Rouge my lips and face?
Place an orange rose in my hand.
This is not what I had planned.

Will you lay me out
under the pearl moon and diamond stars?
Read all my latest memoirs?
Do not stand, bow your head and weep.
Don't you lose an ounce of sleep!

Will you lay me out
in a cherry wooden coffin?
Visit me often?
Tell me all your ***** jokes,
light up and have a smoke!
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
(56/F)   
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