Blue and Black

She likes to argue with the boys in blue. Said She likes her coffee black.

I heard her scream. She has a dream… Said that she’s not coming back.

She likes to talk about everything. Said there’s nothing she don’t know.

Christmas cards keep coming back, no address that they can go.

I tried to help, that’s nothing new, but there was no loving her.

Something bad from long ago. Makes her blood boil like a cur.

If they knew. What they grew. Would they try to change.

When you grow what you know, calm water can be strange.

Dennis Mantin

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