Before the rain
She came calling again
Last to be kissed
Muskrat in mist
Copper kettle, smoldering coals
Papyrus letters, indelible scrolls
Westbound train, eclectic guitar
Powder blue taxi, front door ajar
Ballet slippers, nails painted pink
Descending those steps, feigning a wink
Where does she get off strutting that stuff
Prancing past puppets, acting so tough?
Drops of honeydew those wine glass legs
Round square fence posts,...
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