Twenty five days and counting
Pink rubber ball bouncing
Tapping on my brain
Blindfolded journey to embark
Grasping at fistfuls of the dark
How dramatic, how true
Frail and waif thin, poor thing can't win
There's a place she keeps her heart in
Held deep underneath
Tiptoes in this piper
Like some raging lamb/lion/viper
Each baying call brings on waterfalls
This thumb-sucking baby in overalls
Needs her dad
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I know this girl! And again, some great imagery! fistfuls of dark, piper is lamb/lion/viper, the "baying" call...good writing. Enjoyed it very much.
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