Like a Platypus
on a sunny shiny day sitting outside in the garden
sipping nectar on a chair at a round outdoor table on the lawn
with my mom, someone else becomes interested in me
I'm only 3 and Fuzzy is my best friend
a stuffed platypus her companionship I didn't want to end
the sweetness of my lips was what attracted my new enemy
he berrated me and I used my hands said "go away"
he continued to persue my soft and juicy lips
when I hit he stung me and I cried
mother started laughing as I sobbed
I didnt understand why she and him were being cruel
until she led me to a mirror and I looked just like
a duck billed platypus
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