Little Girl In The Wicker Chair
Fiction in the kitchen.
Claire & Blaire were aware of the mean stare.
They swear it was there.
She cared about despair.
She said a silent prayer.
She declared how it was unfair
& dared their unwillingness to compare
to share it is rare,
To have an explict affair anywhere.
To avoid rude glares.
Tempers flared.
Try to prepare to fix & repair.
Does pierre have some tools to spare?
The pair went to the shopping square.
They to the mare.
At farmer's market got some pears.
And did there nails & hair.
Let's have a seat in this here wicker chair.
What a cute teddy bear.
Her dress had a tare.
Her cheek a tear.
What should she wear?
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