A Hysterical Girl Cries - Poem by James McLain
It's tears upon almost flat table
it is so wild in lt's distresses,
and he laughs
just in a hysterical way about it held together.
It then feels little sorry for the poor girl
and starts to milk it
and there out the window
in the kitchen
too many cats around the bowl
she cries when it's home living in and out.
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