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Proof of Birth I have a scar From when I was young melted crayons were tar and my mother still sang, The curtains caught first, Then the couch This is why I don’t wear skirts And I slouch No, I lied. It’s from basketball My head hit second Right after my fall The cuts could never mend I was bald for a year, They let me wear a cap, In high school I didn’t cheer, Sorry to cry, I’m such a sap. No, I lied again. It’s pathological you know You might be shocked It’s been there since I was born, No. I’ll never tell, that memory is locked.
HARLEIGH HECK
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