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Kristi Hayner Poem
itch itch itch moan moan
whine wine white wine whine wine whine
obsession, who me?
whimpy whiney groan
tear out my heart - pity me
"grumpalotamous"
wa waa waaaa waaaaa waaaaaa
get up grow up shut up please
want my Wrenna back
Copyright © Kristi Hayner | Year Posted 2010
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Kristi Hayner Poem
girlfriend where you been?
Wrenna Wrenna Beaux Benna
missing you a lot
strawberries rotting
on the vine waiting waiting
for you to pick 'em
Loki cries his eyes
out every night looking for
you to pull his ears
Copyright © Kristi Hayner | Year Posted 2010
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Kristi Hayner Poem
Sandbox is rusty
The swing is covered with mold
They are so lonely
Without their bluebird
Playing and squealing on hold
Disappeared no word
Little chair’s broken
Vines withered away and brown
Hope you’ll be back ‘round
Drum beats no longer
Tambourine’s quieter than quiet
Frozen berries thawed
Mimi’s arms aching
For her Wrenna girl to hold
just don’t understand
Copyright © Kristi Hayner | Year Posted 2010
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Kristi Hayner Poem
I picked a perfect
juicy ripe red strawberry
today and wondered
where you are baby
missing you a lot these days
hope to see you soon
Papa misses you
as well as all the chickens
need to kiss your face
Copyright © Kristi Hayner | Year Posted 2010
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