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WHEN YOU CAN'T TRUST A PEBBLE

Pebbles thrown up
at her window in the morning
early morn, she
usually gets up early
while I am still up 
late, thinking  of
what I should do 
when she awakes
but, sometimes I can't
wait that long
I gather a handful of
stones or pennies
an' toss them up
against the glass, like now
and here it goes
another pebble
to wake her up 
and up an' up an' up it goes
against the glass
CRASH!  Through the glass
Oh sh*t!

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