Cristal chewed gum,
From her house,
Living room,
To my bedroom.
Some times shed keep it in,
Other times it would come out,
On yo a napkin.
For years after,
I'd be ready for a kiss.
Every time,
A wiff of sugary, pink,
chewed, bubble gum found,
It's way to me.
Reminder of the babysitter,
Dozen times give or take.
That happened, but don't count.
Once dropped of at her house,
avoided.
It...
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