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KNOTS FOR NAUGHTY
Naughty sits in a chair reading my work
before I make it up.
Naughty has this gift.
Naughty offers me the chair.
I sit and read my work as Naughty makes it up.
We are comfortable and at ease.
We smile to each other over Uncle Time’s misty mirror
and sigh sad sighs.
"Naughty is as Naughty does," I say.
Naughty’s frown falls to the floor
like a piece of paper.
I cross to the door.
Naughty forces me out,
kisses and wishes me well,
"I’ll see you in hell!"
Poetry by Galen Wade (attibuted to Blenda