Local Girl Makes Good

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just ‘cause she was all golden
and beholden to salt of the
she grew to
relish spice
supplemental vice
and those
she paraded
through all
up-town bars

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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