Mother Margareta Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Mother Margareta

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'Dear' those catholic skirts..
plaid..dark navy blue...
with the white blouse..
and red ties..
do any of your friends where..
skirts like that..
or you..
to school...
where the fruit is ripe in plain view..
to the few..
that the girl likes to see.
Here comes Mother Margareta.
I will ask her..
Though those blue ropes..
on her legs look like rivers to me.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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