Angela Lang - Trinkets for Talula
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Little painted mice Black fading eyes Porcelain lad with a broken red kite. She whispers to their shadows every night. A peculiar girl they say He waits behind the counter anyway secretly hoping she'll come today. He gazes out the window as the customers pay. Talula... Funny how Talula, she adores little things they do not relish anymore. He saves them in a box in back of the store. Marked with big letters... Trinkets for Talula Carousel that winds plays a song from bitter times. A memory that someone's brought to leave behind. He thinks of sweet Talula as they resign.. Talula He greets her with a smile says "Come in and stay awhile". Shows her all the pieces he's compiled with eyes so hazel, sweet and mild Chorus Little painted mice carousel that winds, little things that others gone and left behind bring her sweet thoughts about him every night. Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh....