you came back
now that my chest is larger
and my countenance more appealing
later you see
sure, darling, sure
supposedly we never hated
... more annoyed
so we all gather together
at a ridiculous underwater tea party
it felt as if my skirts were floating above me in
high water
da da da da ba da da da la la
so eyes look up past eyelashes as my teeth smile in spite of themselves
irony at its best
with a touch of lust and flirtation
why don't we all go out sometime?
scones? crepes?
i will most likely choke from laughter
separating my life was futile, i suppose
dugout, anyone? you bring the scones, i'll bring the skirt.
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