and Little girls
like little boys
and both but want in the end
to do what is right and each
and by you what is right
by them is sight
too stand by him/him her
until both they become
the perfect tone
that note as one
that cello between her knees
her deep blue sea
and you are her bow
upon the strings
one long it is the song
both sing as waves
they dance, for you.
and Bloody Well Right, She Is.
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