Like you had given birth to him,
And nothing he does will ever bother you.
You will want to see him win,
And even wink at other women,
And share your peanuts
With fingers the dog has licked,
Because you know that he knows
The uttermost absurdity’s true—
That there’s something Goldylocksian,
And something about “happily,”
And” ever” after it.
-jenn long
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