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Aug 2010
out of the couch
i lie and get out.
i do not go home
she is "blah" on the phone.
i get myself walked
early, quickly, no stops.
i arrive before them
do my make up and then
shower hair with the hose
at dad's shop - it's still closed.
i am naughty and nice
all before five at night.
new ideas we toss 'round
but i hear not a sound
from his calling nor texts
i guess ther'll be no more ***.
Written by
karen hoose
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