Mary Nagy Poems

I never knew a little boy
could be as sweet as you.
I always wondered how a son
could be anything but ''Blue''.
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I use to sit there
in the very back of your closet.
I knew nobody would look for me.
I'd just sit there
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I watch them from the corner of my eye.
(because I don't want them to think I'm weird)
I wonder how I could get what they have.
I wonder what happened
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Chelsey is my oldest
a needle makes her weak.
She begged to get her ears pierced
since she had learned to speak.
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Listen to her laughter
as she tells another one of her
hilarious anecdotes on life
(where she normally makes herself
...

She use to pack her own lunch.
She called hot lunch a waste.
She didn't like the cooks at school.
She had such picky taste.
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I get the silent phone calls.
I know she's on the line.
Why don't you be a man for once
and choose her home or mine?
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I like my chocolate hot
when my pizza's cold.

I like my sheets new
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Back again.
Nothing seems different here
yet so much is changing.
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You may wonder
how peeling the shells off eggs
makes me smile......
but it does!
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