Come over here
and sell me a bottle
of your best miracle-hope-for-a-cure,
that makes me
peppy in the morning
pretty like Donna Reed  
all my hairs in place
none on my legs
blush painted perfectly
to match my lips
healthy and happy
smiling Crest white
not a pain in the hip or a
wring in the hand,
not a chore un done
or a worry on the brow,
just one bottle of perfect-all-day,
fresh mint flavor please
I’ve got cash. 

1 month ago
  1. zari-nzinga said: I love everything you write!
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