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Small-Town Child in '49
My world, and welcome to it,

Small girl the Fates intuit,

Bounded there by picket fence,

Caught in time, in where and whence,

Would one day ramble from this lawn

To places south and then be gone.

(My world and welcome to it,,,,,,,,James Thurber)

By Jazzmin

© 2006 Jazzmin (All rights reserved)


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