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Miss Ing-Yoo

By Jhai

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

When Miss Stakes comes knocking at your door usually invited by something done before, her visit isn't pleasant. Like when you see that witch Miss Eree. She gets all in your business I really must confess. Miss Trust won't leave your home, it turns into war zones. Never invite Miss Conduct, you'll really be out of luck. She's in your face like pepper mace. Be careful what you do or they'll come visit you. I know because I tried. Now I'm stuck with Miss Tee-eyes. I'm forever Miss Ing-Yoo. K 7-17-987-17-98, My eyes are dry these days now thanks to my husband and my therapist. I had fun writing this one. Written November 7th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 09:21 AM PST   18 • 0 • 1

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