Emily

Emily

A Poem by Delphine
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...because Emily gets what Emily wants.

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Heather once told me that her

daughter didn’t want to go to

McDonald’s.

 

Rare it was to taste the fat and grease

of chicken wings that buttered

my tongue and

 

my mother said that gold coins were

precious and were for

better living and so

 

I stared at Emily as She smiled, said,

‘Let’s go play with dolls.’


© 2010 Delphine



Author's Note

Delphine
I don't expect anyone to understand the meaning behind this poem. It's a poem in which I have injected some personal experience into, and that's rare for me - I seldom write about things I experience. To all of those who give feedback, thank you.

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it was nice reading this one but seriously what does it mean???

Posted 7 Years Ago


hhmm i like the way it is set up and it has a nice flow to it but personaly the whole greased chicken thing grossed me out lol but nice poem

Posted 7 Years Ago



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