Perhaps harder than rock sugar,
Waiting. What are we waiting for?
I was waiting for your comments,
Afraid that you may have discovered
The truth about Ma Maya,
Day and night, I was worried about the reception,
What does she think? I heard the ant ask,
Perched on ma nails, driven into ma heart,
I thought, ma ma heavens,
Why didn't she write, for I waited no less devotedly,
Why didn't she call, for I waited no less religiously,
Is she playing the fool? Am I a court jester?
So, I cut an impromptu session, for the deaf,
And pictures I will send, for the blind,
They should reach you pretty soon,
And to be frank, I'm dying.
I cannot wait to meet ya, ma gummy bunny
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