Mall bound along the roadside,
Picking up car-flattened spoons
And looking at long dead skunks.
Ignoring all the rude goons.
Ice cream at Baskin Robbins
All Hallow's Eve seances
Both relieved they didn't work
Savoring our nuances
Dressing as dolls and wizards
Stealing bites of cookie dough
You sat on my ham sandwich
I ate it anyways though.
That bicycle accident,
My fault, I wasn't watching.
You glared at me and then laughed.
The next time we went walking.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
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