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Love, Daddy
Cherry red,
the stuffed poodle
collared by miniature hearts
stiffly accompanied
the card
that exclaimed my worth
in comparison to gold,
precious metal: precious daughter.
On the front -- A wisp of a girl,
Long blond hair trailing
as she swung on the scales.
Daddy presented these tokens
following his evening entrance
and sat down as usual
to his re-heated dinner.
Perched on my bureau,
the poodle pretended
I was a daddy's girl.
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