Maxine, back from a weekend with her boyfriend,
smiles like a big cat and says
that she's a conjugated verb.
She's been doing the direct object
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Out of our pockets! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
So much in this accessible poem! The title suggests this is about something basic—and it is—in the clever and humorous use of grammatical terms, it reminds us of how love transforms. Cool! -GK
This Maxine sounds like quite the lovable character. But what I really love about this poem is the way you capture her essence. It is the most alluring thing in the world to be self assured and to know/love who you are as a person. When other people see that it's like bees to nectar.~
This first person very singular loves (subjectively) in the eternally present tense this very indicative poem.
Bruh. Ur stupid. Get a life. No one cares about you, cyberbully. don't do that. America is a free country. Websites can do whatever they want. Okay? . *eyeroll*
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