116 Poem by Morgan Michaels
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'It's not that he lies, ' she said,
eyes snapping, mouth pulling,
'it's that he doesn't tell the truth.'
Mercy! I thought-who did she think she was-
Henry James?
Anyway, she set a good table.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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