a man with a horse,
and a cow,
a pig.
chickens.
her third time
around.
luck coming in threes,
no doubt.
he owned a small farm
down south.
she put away her dancing
shoes,
her fancy
dress.
her make up kit
and jewels.
she was gathering eggs now,
what a surprise,
that that's what finally
made her content.
at night she ironed his
overalls,
and checkered
shirts, then slept beside
him
until the rooster crowed
at sunrise.
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