Mary never left
That 340-foot little house
After Christmas
she said goodbye to john
to the damn door
Uneven floors are like stepping on a sewing machine
wobbly
when my daughter died
she is also dizzy
Cradle hand swing
Folding bed, folding dining table, folding bowl rack
like john's cheap trick
Three quarters, always see only two
The mouse squeaked when the coin was turned
Passing through Brother Mary's legs
Brother Mary has four legs
Barking like everyone else, blush when angry
Four-legged Santa
Pick up the suitcase and drive the carriage
Take Mary out of the house, the three hundred and forty-foot little house
she said goodbye to john
to the damn door
John will do the last trick
make the floor as slippery as snow
turn the door handle into
his growling belly
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