i walked the boulevard
 
i saw a dirty child
skating on noisy wheels of joy
 
pathetic dress fluttering
 
 
behind her a mothermonster
with red grumbling face
 
cluttered in pursuit
 
pleasantly elephantine
 
 
while nearby the father
 
a thick cheerful man
 
with majestic bulbous lips
and forlorn piggish hands
 
 
joked to a girlish whore
 
with busy rhythmic mouth
and sily purple eyelids
 
of how she was with child

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