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Dear LordSome women never left Disney.
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Some wait patiently for Prince Charming
until ten oclock bedtimes, brushing one hundred strokes,
brushing for two minutes exactly, brushing up
on palace etiquette in the modern world.
My spine is fine. My knees, however, are
eternally damned, cursed with the genetics
of an old football injury that tells me
being nerdy is generally less hospitalizing.
Ive got writers wrist and crocheters elbow
and a wrist brace for the resulting carpal tunnel.
Lately my neck-back-ears pop too,
the shoulder I dislocated swimming that popped right back,
my minds much too loud, I dont care.
Some girls still daydream about Snow White,
Little Mermaid, maybe the more confident ones
think Mulan and Jasmine, I dont blame them,
Shangs hot and Aladdins quick and I
have a thing for both iron spines
and shattering them. No mailbox is safe.
He didnt know I push too hard,
he hasnt trave