My Kathleen to her Sabine
You’re so black and white
In that check dress Sabine,
Horizontal
Under a watery sun
Saying KISS off ‘keep it simple stupid’
Me carrying unpacked complications
A display of who I am, and you
Not THAT at all, not at all,
Your relaxed pose, look how far up in the air that nose goes!
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You know opposites attract Sabine,
On the chess board
Opposing colours move in close,
Close at hand,
‘Take’ each other
Ravage and remove
Till the king is dead,
Long live the lonely queen!
It’s not all black and white,
You hear me Sabine!
Her flipping me the bird, saying ‘Argh, Kathleen!’
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