sugar cube
puppy love
lime soda
rubber glove
pebble path
dough nut
grease
she packed
knapsacked
recognised
the drifting
breeze
turned the lights out
clicked the lock
waved at the block
tore her sock
picked a line
off a poem
her shoes clueless
where she was goin'
knowin'
well
she wudn't
tell
sell
dwell
on a tree
get down
to one knee
iced cake
sliced take
diced stake
home-bake
home-make
she whirled
pearled
girl-ed
living large
free of marge
charges
guilt
Saturday, March 20, 2010
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