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Little Darlings

I met her in a bar in Trinidad,
          a mother to the sisterhood was she -
three little girls what merry fun we had
  and what sweet memories of you and me.

Madame Estrella, a tongue like a sword,
  and Miss Heidi glamour puss in turn rolled
tumbling dice on the ludo game board
     in pigtails and smiles and hearts of gold.

   I will return and roll again the dice
for the girls sweet as sugar and full of spice.
   I will be back to let the games begin
   and for the last call at Pelican Inn.

And sweet shy Gypsy up on Cotton Hill
       wise beyond early years on me impress,
little barmaids my glass and soul did fill -
    I miss your grace, joy, and youthfulness.

I met Christine in a bar in Trinidad
               but had met her many years before -
she spoke of old days and the girls she had
 so we drank a Carib and spoke some more.

   I will return and roll again the dice
for the girls sweet as sugar and full of spice.
   I will be back to let the games begin
   and for the last call at Pelican Inn.



            Written: March 1993

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