Lucy
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"Lucy,
Lucy,
No."
She whispers to her hands.
She cries to the company.
We stare,
curiously,
judgementally.
To a Lavender named Lucy
Oh my pretty, fresh, young yet lovely and precious
Lavender
I have no creativity as thee
To write in papers of colour
I Love Lucy
“Lucy, I’m Home!”
October, 1941;
Lucille Ball entered the hearts and homes
of Millions of American men and Women.
mary be that ho3 u get with time and time again
lucy be that classy broad who be makin u wonder if u are jus playing fraud
on yourself.
yes of course thats what i mean
aint that obscene?