you sip like soda pop
pale as ginger ale
a dead-on darling
a dead-on charming
i looked for your tree trunk
scoured every scar
for your first middle and last
carve

you are still the it

you sip like soda pop
pale as ginger ale
a dead-on darling
a dead-on charming
i looked for your moths
in the trunk room
i found your sweater
with your
first middle and last
letter

you are still the it



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