Dear little Annie Parker
Sweet and lowly is your manner
Though you strut and act a peacock
You're a daisy in my flower pot
When the clawback and the douchebag
Stupid Billy and likewise Baker
Tried to have you do the shim sham
You went feeble that you quavered
Then my bland heart found a friend
Who's mightless, cries in stupend
Cheeks crimson from my painful pinches
Teary lids soft and bloated like the Leaches
How we tread the farmhouse in our drawers
And down to the lighthouse as we badger
To feign pirates merry making on the sea
And play conkers on our precious stone siege
All of our dreams came-a-tumbling down
When you sailed to London with the crown
Dressed in silk and cloaked with fleece
And off you went to be his Queen
#poetry #oldloves #littlegirls
