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I do not so readily recall myself at such a

tender age as nine

in fact

it is rather a hazy year in my then remark

less life

nothing stands out as redeemingly grand

or similarly defined

as that from which hailed

such a shortened spans time

I was far more than just likely

a real royal terror

to mine dear sweet beloved mommy

I do know for certain at least that much

after all it is practically a given

as I was never one to for long leave anything

and I do mean ANYTHING UNTOUCHED!

just ask the matches

which to the bathroom's carpet

I laid down each one unlit

and simultaneously struck

why, I'll have you know

I took my job of living up to the

label of 'you little heathen'

quite seriously

much more seriously than I probably should

have anyway

because by the time I was in the third grade

I'll have you know

mine same dear sweet beloved mommy was already

by then quite gray...............

(July 6, 1999)