She's a high-maintenance doll
at two in the morning she starts
talking the pauses between your
answers grow longer she says
"you're not listening" you repeat
what she said she says "that's
just a trick you weren't really
listening" and before you know it
you're snoring in her ear a version
of "I Wished on the Moon" by Billie
Holiday and the moon slips under
the sea chased by a whippet
who is licking your neck ah fidelity
to wake up and she's still there
there is something to be said
in favor of five hours of sleep
on this Saturday when the clocks
spring forward and you spring into
action because she wants her coffee
and no one else is in on the secret
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-- David Lehman ("April 6" from The Daily Mirror)
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And here's Lady Day:
