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Remember like I do?
Touching each other’s
Brand new stolen toys
We knew, oh we knew
If we were slick, and if we were quick
We could play with them for a while
Then slip them back on the shelf
Giggles and smiles like wet razors
Better to play with someone else’s
Published 27th Nov 2017
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27th Nov 2017 10:41pm
28th Nov 2017 11:34am
Thank you for taking the time to read and to comment. I agree with you that the poem offers few detailed descriptions. This is an area that I need to work on; economizing language without negatively affecting imagery.
