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Pretty little tea cups, dolls and Mother’s pearls.
We do not climb a tree that fast, ride a bike no hands,
We giggle at each other and play with cooking pans.

We wait until the day arrives our lips and eyes are painted,
With all our Mothers wisdom, we keep from being tainted.
We always go to parties where dresses must be worn, unlike the boys,
With trousers filled by dirt and roughly torn.

We do not play with worms or fish out there by the river.
When it’s time to eat our cake it’s measured as a sliver.
Pretty shoes and hair to braid,
No silly baseball cards to trade.

We get the best of grades in school,
Think all the boys we see are fools.
At least that’s what I’ve been taught,
Still I’m a tomboy, so this theory is shot!

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Tomboy

Contributed by needledancing on Sunday, 18th February 2007 @ 08:29:04 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

Snakes and frogs, bugs on logs, are not the friends of girls.
Pretty little tea cups, dolls and Mother’s pearls.
We do not climb a tree that fast, ride a bike no hands,
We giggle at each other and play with cooking pans.

We wait until the day arrives our lips and eyes are painted,
With all our Mothers wisdom, we keep from being tainted.
We always go to parties where dresses must be worn, unlike the boys,
With trousers filled by dirt and roughly torn.

We do not play with worms or fish out there by the river.
When it’s time to eat our cake it’s measured as a sliver.
Pretty shoes and hair to braid,
No silly baseball cards to trade.

We get the best of grades in school,
Think all the boys we see are fools.
At least that’s what I’ve been taught,
Still I’m a tomboy, so this theory is shot!

Copyright Â© needledancing ... [ 2007-02-18 20:29:04]
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Re: Tomboy (User Rating: 1 )
by yangdantien on Sunday, 18th February 2007 @ 09:17:18 PM AEST
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I like this straight through till its last lines which jumbled a bit as of course as implied by the title was expecting however, its abrupt and certainly wanted to know more about why and how you straddle both worlds.

Good job

Peace
Yang

Re: Tomboy (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 18th February 2007 @ 10:06:07 PM AEST
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Very cute, awesome write.
huggs,
emy

Re: Tomboy (User Rating: 1 )
by MickeyPigKnuckles on Monday, 19th February 2007 @ 12:21:45 AM AEST
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needledancing, I really enjoyed this awesome composure by you as a tomboy as a girl. You have quite an insight of both and the mix is a great thing as you have a much deeper understanding of guys and how and why they think the things they do. Now its time that I thank you for first giving us your poetic brillence and secondly for sharing a little of yourself with all of us. Wonderful poem. Its good to see no cooking pans or cups of tea, just a writing pen with words we see. A special person with a gift you share, for all your readers you really care. Please keep penning.

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Re: Tomboy (User Rating: 1 )
by Conce4u on Monday, 19th February 2007 @ 12:39:46 AM AEST
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Hi..... imagination aptly put in words

Re: Tomboy (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 20th February 2007 @ 02:47:04 PM AEST
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Now I'm not copying emystar, 'cause as I hit post a comment I thought "Very cute, fun to read" and I agree with emy that it's an awesome write! Great work.

wabl
KenMoore
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