Poetry By Dame J. E. Marshall
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your girl
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Thursday, April 18, 2013
YOUR GIRL
YOUR GIRL
I take your girl away.
I take your girl from you.
Like a beast in the forest,
I do as I please.
I walk on wooden stilts.
She opens her window to watch.
We ride an elephant named Ichor
Out of the crowded city.
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