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my own tiny Kansas environment owes me an apology
I have wanted a dog run built and it keeps getting promised
yet the powers that be have thrown rain into the equation
for two or three weeks, it is as if we have had a small tsunami

society is moving on without my input, aide or suggestions
I am tethered to my house, watching my puppy who chases cars
Worse, he runs around them as they drive and he follows pretty girls home
Two pretty girls keep bringing him back, and they all three seem to like it

I live in a fantasy world when I am not concentrating my energy on dog
A happy painter, a cartoonist, a poet, I keep busy.
in my art studio is a stack of thirty-two drawn out canvases.
I draw them out while I watch TV. I am adding paint to eleven others.

I am peter pan, but in female. I never want to grow up.
Never want to be part of the approved society, for I do not seek approval.
I seek fun, satisfaction and joy, and I am rarely disappointed.
My days are full of dragons, rainbows, faeries, and mushroom houses.

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