Was the same dull nite
All over agin.
Comforter cozy.
Ice cream gone.

'Will ya shut up! !
Ya wrekin ma movie!
Quit floppin aroun, and
Get the flies out ya mouth!

Talk English, ya bum!
This 'BOOGALA BOOGALA'
Ain't gonna get it.
And get off the ceilin...'

Then knocking on the door.
'Who the hell is it? '
'A priest, my child...
With Holy Oil...'

'I never called ya, and
Don't need that.
Save your rites.
I gotta baseball bat.'

elysabeth faslund

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