Pink Papers
These punishing pink paper notes
Are always telling me what’s to-do.
Their dog-eared corners growl and snarl
And aggressively pull at my shoe.
To slice one errand off the list;
Thou art the best o’ the cut throats.
But three more Fleances take its place
As heirs in black, on paper notes.
These punishing pink paper notes
Are always telling me what to do
With a righteous sense of duty;
And worst, in my own writing too.
Geraldine Bell
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