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Magda

Magda was a girl I knew
Though I doubt she did me
She was better than the rest
thought I,twelve year old

I always wanted to talk to Magda
But I was scared my "hello" wouldn't sound right
She was kind to others and let me play
Not like the rest of them

They called her Maggie
I wanted to too
But may I?
No,just play rather,what's in a name

Magda was pretty I thought
Big new teeth,yes
But pretty I thought
I wished Magda and I were best friends

I stopped going to Magda's street
Her friends scared me
How could she like them!
No matter,Magda probably did not even know me
I stopped going to Magda's street

One Christmas later I went to Magda's street
Not to see Magda of course
Simply on an errand at the corner shop
Ran into Rosie her old friend

I could talk to Rosie
She had been playing hide and seek she said
With Maggie!
Oh yes, I pretended,Maggie

They had been playing when...
Her eyes widened to break sad news
She slowed down her speech
always a bit dramatic,but I too
puppied my eyes in concern

Maggie lost her father!
How I wished I knew Maggie
I could console her
I would have been there
Alas Maggie hardly knew me

I bade Rosie goodbye
Bought the apples
and slowly walked home
Praying for Maggie.





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