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His hands were my undoing
In an old car
Of Kenny Dale's
When I went to the farm
With Butch Davis
His cousin
Who I was a girlfriend to
For a year or so
Until his hands
Like a dancer's
Around the steering wheel
Of that old car
At Betty and Les' house
In the front yard

Later in time
A short while really
You were conceived
In grandmother's rocking chair
By the electric organ
In the room with lace curtains
Draping big windows
We rocked to TOMMY THE WHO
As your dad looked like
TOMMY then as well as
Has his name
We must have tried a million times
As sex was like breathing to us
I learned what an orgasm was that day
It's no wonder "you took"

The days of KiKi Muffin
On a ranch at the other end
Of Okmulgee opposite
Of the way to your grandma's end
You came home
To curtains I had made
Above wooden shutters
To a light-filled room
A mom and dad
Who loved you dearly
Every inch of you
Our babycakes
Who slept like a log
Sixteen hours a day
At first
We were about to burst
Out of our minds
Loving you
O blue-eyes blond dolly
I named Molly.

10/26/2013 2201 cj

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