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My wife's new pink slippers / have gay pom-poms.
There is not a spot or a stain / on their satin toes or their sides.
All night they lie together / under her bed's edge.
Shivering I catch sight of them / and smile, in the morning.
Later I watch them / descending the stair, / hurrying through the doors / and round the table, / moving stiffly / with a shake of their gay pom-poms!
And I talk to them / in my secret mind / out of pure happiness.