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Time Warp GirlMaureen ThorsonFourteenth birthday, y'all! Mom In the Cutlass Cierra cruises round town picking up Michelle the Good Girl, Faith Mercado, and Snaggle- Toothed Andrea. Welcome to the Fifties, girls, as seen on Nick at Nite. Have a homemade cookie. The cake Is homemade, too. We'll all go bowling: Everybody gets a root beer float. Oh Yes, my mom is home my dad goes To work and everyone's still married. Nobody lives with us but us. I might As well be singing doo wop I might As well be setting my beehive I might As well be trying on a girdle is what Their eyes say, their mouths too busy Sucking down their root beers. They never Would have believed it if they hadn't Seen it for themselves. ![]() Maureen Thorson Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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