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Jo

My blue-eyed Jo do you recall        
bands on your tranny, our Dad's brawls,    
hooky hides in long grass, the dreams,        
the sure as hell will of our schemes,        
and words we scrawled on toilet walls?        
       
I saw you Jo you looked so tall        
not the kid now, no, not at all!    
I shoulda called, hey! how you been?  
My blue-eyed Jo...     
       
But you scurried through that shopping mall        
harassed by kids, buggy, bags an all,        
your cheeky grin gone sickly green        
you seem long ways from our thirteens...        
I guess my time passed at a crawl,        
My blue-eyed Jo?
Written by Rew
Published | Edited 20th Aug 2023
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it is a rondeau.
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