Best Madge Poems

We held the hills together 
Like a little nub of pencil 
Then we fell apart 
To write our disparate lives with each broken heart
I read your story in shady nights 
Under bare breasted street lights 
Fall like a dagger on my thread 
Of redemption left...

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madge and palmolive
manicure
in green gold



posted on June 30, 2018...

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Madge chopped her hair good and short.
Some thought she was her brother, Mort.
Twas true Mort made fifty percent more pay.
So she posed as a man that very day.

No one bugged her for dates any more.
Saved her money and bought a castle galore.
Mort laughs when you...

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