Summer In The Country

 One shows me how to lie down in a field of clover.

Another how to slip my hand under her Sunday skirt.

Another how to kiss with a mouth full of blackberries.

Another how to catch fireflies in jar after dark.


Here is a stable with a single black mare
And the proof of God's existence riding in a red nightgown.

Devil's child--or whatever she was?
Having the nerve to ask me to go get her a whip.

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