would find an old-fashioned fountain pen
and turn masses of her blond curls
really, completely black?
That Judy would find Rudy's banjo,
run with it, fall on it, shatter it,
that Buddy would don roller skates,
and lead a parade through Tootie's tea party?
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
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