My Sister My Sister by Winter Giovanni

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    My Sister My Sister by Winter Giovanni
    At the salon is where we carry on.

    Sometimes sharing what we have in common.

    We might laugh, we might cry,

    but what we have is a heart full of sorrow,

    wondering what’s he gonna tell us on tomorrow?

    “I love you baby! There no one else but you.”

    Only to then find out he’s been playing you!

    Fee fi foe fum, I’m starting to smell a stinking bum.

    I’m just wondering if I need to just run!

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    LadyL714 commented on My Sister My Sister by Winter Giovanni

    03-20-2009

    Yes, you need to run and run as fast as you can. I really enjoyed this poem so much that I had to add my two-cents.
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    wintergiovanni

    05/27/2009

    Thank you LadyL714! Sorry for late response. Been doing book signing tour! winter

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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