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Poems Times Two

The Relationship of Sisters

My sister said that today is the day

Her new toy should be here to play

I ask when is my turn

She says when will you learn

Little sisters don’t play, go away

Stood Up

Seated at the booth, my date is late

I glance over at the bar, maybe fate?

He is drinking with a man

It’s clear that he’s a big fan

Maybe he lied about being straight