backyard crowing ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- uh oh, bad poetry i am singing of a week past long ago i am singing i am singing i am singing just to feel the pain i am singing i am woman i am singing to the child inside my skin i am singing i am singing from within --------------- last night i heard the screen door slam she smiled last night i heard the screen door slam he sighed last night i heard the screen door slam, he lapped last night i heard the screen door slam a scream, a howl, a moan, a gasp - tuesday, sept. 05, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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