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Daughter

Feet kick
My seat
Rhythm of a song
In her head
To herself
Mad at me
Because
I said no
Frothy melted mess
On a brand new
Tu tu
Not in the budget
This week
Or next
Halfhearted slurps
On the lollipop
Slipped by the teller
With a wink
Forty dollar frilly
Thing
Worn once a week
Pink
Billowing happiness
Bought on credit.



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