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What have you done for me, lately?
she asked without intending
to be rude
After all he had done
that morning
warranted (and got)
five hundred pounds
of gratitude
What will you do for me, tomorrow?
she asked devoid
of any sorrow
devoid of any response
While you are at it...
(which he wasn't)
she said
—in her voice of silk—
I need a glass of milk
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Footnote
WITHOUT INTENDING TO BE RUDE
is the copyrighted property
of LCSoL
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