Showing

The rich girls strolling by just laugh.
By now, she’s really showing;
The days stretch to infinity
And everything is slowing

She never wanted to be seen,
Or be some kind of bother —
So soon, they’ll be a baby here,
But there won’t be
A father

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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