I Grew Up

Abigail's Mental Meanderings

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I grew up
with chocolate covered
Cocoa Puff dreams
of happily ever after,
and I believed it.

When I grew up,
there was no war.
We stood by
little wooden chairs
and said
I pledge allegiance
to the flag
of God’s Blessed America,
and I believed it.

When I grew up,
the West Was Wild,
and John Wayne was the ruler.
Evil never won,
and I believed it.

Where I grew up,
Marines flew through the air
like diving acrobatic swallows
with bumble bees
that carried honey
to their hives
preparing for,
I guess winter,
and I believed it.

When I grew up,
my sisters and me
climbed trees and low crawled
through ditches
to get a better aim
with rifle sticks
designed to
take out
horsepower driven Indians,
and I believed it.

When I grew up,
the belt was for my own good,
and mama had to do it

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