I take the hair off my sweater
With a piece of clear tape
And think that even though
I don’t want kids, If I did
I would remember your tricks,
Make a paste from baking soda
And water to soothe hornet
Stings, pour oatmeal and honey
In a bath for sour skin,
Socks and shoes off by the back door,
And clear tape to remove hair from
Sweaters and the seed ticks
Which had crawled up to my
Knees by the time you called
Us in for dinner.
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