DAVID HARKINS POETRY
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Sit yourself down,
roll yourself a smoke; try this.
Ganja, the same colour as your long brown hair.
You sit yourself down.
Fingers roll a spliff.
A blue denim skirt you wear, and boots,
an oriental tattoo.
Giggle when I ask, “How many of them you got?”
Say: “That's for me to know and you to find out.”
David Harkins 20 11 03
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