I do want a place
on your shoulder -
whispering in your ear,
but not as your guardian angel.
I’d rather trade my harp
for a pitchfork
and be on the side that says:
Yes -
kiss her in the ladies room;
Yes -
put your head in his lap
on the freeway;
Yes -
go home
with the nervous married couple.
Yes -
Tell me
all your naughtiest impulses
so I can be
         the one
                to say

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