Baby Sister in Black

She’s perfect portion
pers’ and potion
slip in w’hertz
she’ll drench in m’ocean

I let her rage, I
prayed she shine
scribblin strings, our
diddlin times

Spell it wrong
bit ‘er ass whined
spel it right
round moons shined

Dark helps ‘self
t’clowns and saints
tasting thunder, Her
pearly weights

HerStory’s MyStory
mystery complete, She’s
something to hug
someone to eat

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