the universe takes away, and then gives back

Two things: 1) I have the perfect plan for what to with the returned gift from CK.  It's clothing so I am going to give it to HB and feel smug every time he wears it. 2) This boy I see around the hood, we'll call him Boy Next Door, is very cute.  Friday night I left my card for him, with his coworker so he could pretend he next got it. Well he got it and called tonight.  I am in a much better mood now.  Plus DD brought us dinner and DD and FF sat around talking about beating CK to death with a shovel. Yes, I feel much better.

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Ama Duende
Good for you! And get your own shovel lol. I wrote a poem once called Shovels and You. If I can find it I'll send it to you, it would probably make you laugh.
Lucy Stone
Yay! I hope you find it!
Ama Duende
Shovels and You

Oh God the things that you brought me.
They were tied to your ears, embossed on your skin.
I needed to rent an extra room to fit them in.
When you came to visit the earth was not enough
to hold you up, you and the weight
you carried. I took it all gladly.
I bought a shovel, then a Caterpillar.
What you brought me I scooped up.
I tried hard to take it to the cemetery
but could not. I held it to my face.
The smell of it was my own smell,
every drop of swear on your back was suddenly
speaking to my heart: each burden
was like an anniversary. I made your trials
into a garden behind my house. Yours/mine
the roots would never tell me
which was which and why should they?
Their purpose was to carry our water.
I cry for you sometimes.

Ok, so I lied. This isn't funny. It's very old, and I haven't read it in about 12 years. But I think you get the idea.

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