Red Pearls And Teals - Poem by James McLain
She was one year older and it both liked.
She was larger than him, too.
Like it's is raised lid to the toilet,
it didn't/test break it off to describe its naked,
but in the place how it seemed the skipping rope
and of the burning sun of song of their songs
as it made with her friends daring game,
education physical, the thin one,
Rose'; and ' Lily Mae', turning the cord
because it jumped its turn,
the skirt of plaid rebounding risque'
to indicate the dark and muscular thighs,
its slightly balancing arms,
the red pearls and teals in it armour shining with the sun.
Long with awe my brown bagged lunch forgotten, on lap.
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