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    THE TWO-SEATER

 

It was our family two-seater

With large adult size holes

And last year’s big Sears catalog

Instead of tissue roles

 

That little house of weathered wood

With roof of rusted tin

Held terror for the little ones

For fear of falling in

 

With cracks and knotholes in the walls

And usual moon-shaped vent

You could say ’twas air conditioned

But it didn’t change the scent

 

Not a person dared tarry there

Which wasn’t a surprise

They’d hurry out to breathe fresh air

And leave it to the flies

 

I couldn’t stand the wafting scent

Assaulting my poor nose

So when I had to sit out there

I’d contemplate a rose

 

Two frosted rings in wintertime

In summer, ghastly heat

But the worst thing to be endured

Was sliver in one’s seat

 

8/9/89      Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

 

 

3’rd … Arkansas NPD 1994

3’rd … Indiana NPD 1994

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