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Little lady (Free verse) by dolores And if you ask her
She has no name ;
But her eyes say,
Water is cold.
She is three years old
And willing to kiss ;
But her lips say,
Apples are sour.
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Posted: September 19, 2002 6:09 AM PDT; Last modified: September 19, 2002 6:09 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.4264507 Overall Rank: 3029 Comments:
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jonnyduk @ 194.130.104.2
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19-Sep-02/7:40 AM
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i'm sure your desperate for a review
I like this - there's a big implied story behind the poem. The simplicity of what the girl 'says' is very childlike.
This is incisive and so true-nicely put-9/10
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