but I always kiss her afterwards.
I shall tie a ribbon about it
But it must be blue.html">blue--
pink shows the dirt on her face.html">face
and beat her...
so I scratched her between the eyes with a pin.
she scowls... and scowls...
and poured sugar in the hole at the back of her head.
: :
Mama says Janie is a fairy doll
that she's gone to the market
--Now she's at the door
I run to Janie
Ah... she is still frowning.
mama
singing in street:
hot sun.html">sun
it must be a new day.
if it's a new day?
something sad and terrible....
Yesterday
and tied my handkerchief over her face
and threw her into the ditch
under the dock.html">dock leaves...
I said I had lost her.
: :
I'm glad it is night-time
and forget all about it....
and says she will give me senna tea.
you shut your eyes tight
the soft, cool voice of mama
like a little wind.
and stare... and stare...
yellow faces with leering eyes
I wonder
out there... alone in the dark....
if she has got the handkerchief off
where the whistle was
and drowned her...
can see her under the dock leaves?
: :
It's smoky-blue and still
Wind must be lyingdown with its tail under it--
And you can hear the silence
the way the angels buzzed
with thin gauze wings.html">wings
Nice to hear the silence buzzing--
and booms in your ears
till you scream....
it goes to jingling pieces
broken into tiny bits.
perhaps it lives down in a dark, dark cave
to warm its wings in the sun....
no matter how you cover yourself up.
dressed in white.html">white
all have white handkerchiefs
Their shadows cannot play with them...
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