Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Baby that keeps saying that everything is 'Lovely'

It saw a glass table
littered with roses
and rose petals.

Lady legs crossing
in admiration of
red against transparent,

So lovely. He just came in, saying everything was so 'lovely'.

I took the baby,
put it in a pit of oil
and miners.

It crawled, so pathetically,
then found the diamond
shiny in its scrounging paw,

which was so 'Lovely'. He just crawled into the mud and found it, so lovely.

"Your mother is ugly,"
I told it, asked to babysit.
"She's horrible. And she hates you."

"No, she's lovely," said the baby. Everything is 'lovely' to this baby.

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