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Little soul, little perpetually undressed one,
Do now as I bid you, climb
The shelf-like branches of the spruce tree;
Wait at the top, attentive, like
A sentry or look-out.
He will be home soon;
It behooves you to be
You have not been completely
Perfect either; with your troublesome body
You have done things you shouldn't
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Call out to him over the open water, over the bright
With your dark song, with your grasping,
Like Maria Callas.
Wouldn't want you? Whose most demonic appetite
Could you possibly fail to answer? Soon
He will return from wherever he goes in the
Suntanned from his time away, wanting
His grilled chicken.
Ah, you must greet him,
You must shake the boughs of the tree
To get his attention,
But carefully, carefully, lest
His beautiful face be marred
By too many falling needles.
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