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Small Town Girl

Entertainment committee of one.
A small town girl.
This is what we do.
It is our mantra, our calling, our truth.
Not speaking to everyone is unnatural.
It is a wonder I have not become the victim
of six serial killers. 

Listening committee of one.
I listen to everyone, I have those eyes.
People know.  I try to hide it.
But I have no mask that covers these hazel lenses.
Waitresses and busboys follow me home.
To sit on my couch, and tell their tales.
It is a miracle I found the right husband
To give them the look that keeps them from moving in.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 4/12/2019 7:19:00 PM
hmmm, now reading THIS one it appears you DO get drop in's, but they follow you home!! So cute. Loved reading this.(your hubbie sounds like mine)
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/12/2019 10:42:00 PM
Oh, he has the LOOK I could never have, Andrea. But sometimes I NEED it.
Date: 4/12/2019 6:15:00 PM
Very good Caren, sounds a lot like the small town girl I'm married to. Tom
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/12/2019 10:42:00 PM
Is she from Iowa too? Ha!
Date: 4/12/2019 4:58:00 PM
a brave poem wonderfully essaying the need to protect one's boundaries, caren...huggs
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/12/2019 10:42:00 PM
I am so bad at protecting my boundaries, Nette, for I have not found them yet.
Date: 4/12/2019 1:55:00 AM
Et tu Brutè, I had a plethora of loafers, losers and freeloaders living in on me. Finally I evicted the last one making me the Monster. No more no more no more. Ita a small town syndrome, attracting These desperados, especially when the economy is down . I thought it my Christian duty , but now Im cured.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/12/2019 6:59:00 AM
I have to stand in front of a mirror for six hours every morning practicing "NO!" and pretending I mean it.