Short Stories/Creative Writing

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Banana Days

Now I know That I knew nothing back then All I thought I knew Was another day where we might take a walk Around the mobile home park Where I might vacuum the rug Throw in some laundry Turn on the TV We might sit on the couch With the morning sun peeking through some lace curtains Maybe you would like a banana and I would hand you one and sit and watch you eat it Maybe we would chat...