My little girl likes candy,
My little girl likes sweets,
My little girl wants a ‘dandy’,
My little girl weeps.
My little girl is a museum piece,
My little girl likes goats,
My little girl rides...
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By Kathleen MacGregor
He keeps me posted
As to his whereabouts.
He calls to say
I’m leaving here in 20 minutes.
I’ll be home by 6ish
At the latest.
I won’t be home for dinner.
I’ll be late
But not too...
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That there wouldn’t be time
That I would have to hurry
That I would forget things
That I would be late
That I would be messy
That I wouldn’t have brushed my hair
That my clothes would be...
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by Kathleen MacGregor
Where are you?
Sure I’m pretty,
Sure.
But I have no arms,
Can you see?
I have no arms.
When will you remember me?
I have been waiting
In this cold sea
For ages.
Do you see?
Do you...
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Love has been so elusive
Fleeting moments of respite from the desert of night
I wait for my gentle lover to come to me
Not knowing if he exists or ever did
I wait holding on to the quiver of love
The small...
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