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I was 12 weeks pregnant
we were in Rome
he was very happy to be in Rome
I was 12 weeks pregnant
we went out on a tour bus
(we had our honeymoon in the Canary Islands-
before tourism)
we went out on a tour bus...
he was very happy
he was happy as Larry....
as a sandboy or a King....
and then I had a miscarriage.....
he asked me what the fuss was about
'a lot of fuss about nothing'....
I was bleeding on the bus
he was very happy to be in Rome.....
he put me in a taxi and sent me back to the hotel....
I lost the baby.....
he stayed up all night.....
he was happy as Larry...
happy as a sandboy.....
happy as a King....
when he died, my daughter took me to Paris....
I wanted to tell her about the baby I lost in Rome
(I've lost so many babies)....
but all she remembered was the sandboy, Larry the King.....
the glad boy who lit up every face
who was welcome everywhere
the man who never frowned in his own home.....
weep for your babies in Paris or Rome
and bitter, just call yourself Mary....
there's a lot to be said for taking a tour bus
through Rome all night long
or grabbing a lit bulb from a bridge
on a Dutch canal....
or living in Ethiopa with no electricity....
your husband loved you.....
maybe if you were rounder....happier.....
you wouldn't have been so evil.....
I can talk about your husband.....
now.....I can dream about him.....
all you talk about is your dead babies
and your miracle..........son......
I had a miracle son too....hey,
how bout that?
we were in Rome
he was very happy to be in Rome
I was 12 weeks pregnant
we went out on a tour bus
(we had our honeymoon in the Canary Islands-
before tourism)
we went out on a tour bus...
he was very happy
he was happy as Larry....
as a sandboy or a King....
and then I had a miscarriage.....
he asked me what the fuss was about
'a lot of fuss about nothing'....
I was bleeding on the bus
he was very happy to be in Rome.....
he put me in a taxi and sent me back to the hotel....
I lost the baby.....
he stayed up all night.....
he was happy as Larry...
happy as a sandboy.....
happy as a King....
when he died, my daughter took me to Paris....
I wanted to tell her about the baby I lost in Rome
(I've lost so many babies)....
but all she remembered was the sandboy, Larry the King.....
the glad boy who lit up every face
who was welcome everywhere
the man who never frowned in his own home.....
weep for your babies in Paris or Rome
and bitter, just call yourself Mary....
there's a lot to be said for taking a tour bus
through Rome all night long
or grabbing a lit bulb from a bridge
on a Dutch canal....
or living in Ethiopa with no electricity....
your husband loved you.....
maybe if you were rounder....happier.....
you wouldn't have been so evil.....
I can talk about your husband.....
now.....I can dream about him.....
all you talk about is your dead babies
and your miracle..........son......
I had a miracle son too....hey,
how bout that?
....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
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but you need to do something about those ellipses, they detract from everything you write
i do agree with ETE however...the ellipsis take something away from it.
It makes me personally want to scream.
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
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