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In Leading-Strings - I'Lyezette

He made me feel in my violin, and, after all, he was much older. Being in his house was like being at school. I sat there waiting while he lit the candles, and was too nervous to help him do that. My meals were had nervously waiting for sign-language he had finished his, and then I thought of the bedroom with its wallpaper showing sheep, and picture of his X-rated wife or somebody. He grew tired of me being pregnant, and not being sure how to be a pupil. I was shown the door on a Sunday afternoon, and told my violin was out of tune. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Original Version He made me feel in leading-strings, and, after all, he was much older. Being in his house was a state of pupillage. I sat there waiting while he lit the candles, and was too nervous to join in. My meals were had in nervous tension, my waiting for a sign that he was ready... and then the bedroom with its flock wallpaper and picture of his ex ex-wife or somebody. He grew tired of me and my expectancy, and not being sure in my state of pupillage... I was shown the door on a Sunday afternoon, and told my leading strings were out of tune. ------------------------------------------------------- A Note to the Original Version of 5/27/2015 "In leading-strings" means in a state of pupillage, but the last line obviously puts it metaphorically, so I have left out the out the hyphen. 7/1/2015 Contest - The I'Lyezette - Interpret my mind Sponsor - FJ Thomas Not judged despite all the hard work put into it. Each entry received Honorable Mention, including mine.

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