Long back, I could have never talked. Barely gotten a word in, perhaps. Two little girls, squabbling and yelling. What a ruckus they made – but I listened. I didn’t have much choice, eh? . Sisters in crime, backing each other up. Building fairy tales out of barbie sets And teaching fuzzy koalas to race … Continue reading Monologue
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