Dear Girls
BY PAUL FORD
March 28, 2002
“I hope you are having superb...”
“I hope you are having superb...”
I hope you are having superb
times, and am sure you are,
for I hear your voices--mad
and sweet--as a mob of Bobolinks.
I send you my love--which is
always new for Rascals like
you, and ask instead a little
apartment in your Pink
Hearts--call it Endor's Closet.
If ever the world should frown
on you--he is old you
know--give him a kiss, and
that will disarm him--if it
don't--tell him from me,
Who has not found the
Heaven--below--
Will fail of it above,
For angels rent the House next our's,
Wherever we remove--
