Struck with grief you were, though only four, The day your mother cut her mermaid hair And stood, a stranger, smiling at the door. They frowned, tsk-tsked your willful, cruel despair, When you slunk beneath the long piano strings And sobbed until your lungs hiccupped for air, Unbribable with curses, cake, playthings. You mourned a [...]
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