Is It Poetry (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)
The New Girl
Always ready never bending down
and the blueberries having to be picked.
They are and the new girls are and.
It sounds like my first taste at this.
Can you be ready to pick, picking taste.
The bushes are thick with them.
And the ripe ones squishing are squeezing
the bags are the new girls and.
The boys having to have something else to.
They panic and the new girls hands are full.
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