Dear Daisy

“Oh dear Daisy, is life too laborious

To live today?” Oh you poor prudes!
Your poor heads shall not feel the

Weight of time in pounds; or rather

“The lack of” said the mirror
And the mirror and I giggled

For we knew of your ignorance,

All the falseties that lay under your cloth.

“At least I can lie to you, dear.
The mirror won’t be so kind.”

Death awaits you now

“Oh dear Daisy, was to leave

A fine adventure?”

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