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When you were small <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Laurie Clemens<\/strong> is a psychologist who lives and works in Stillwater, Oklahoma, USA with her husband and two herding dogs. In addition to writing, she enjoys photography and gardening with plants native to her region. Her poetry has been published at Wordgathering<\/em> and Soundzine.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" When you were small I was a pig that rolled in mud and a fence to keep horses in. You rode the alligator and laughed down asphalt double whees. Frosty smoked a hammer then. God made little green aliens– we lured them out with bacon bits. We clapped puppies into their holes. When I […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4178","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4178","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4178"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4178\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4180,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4178\/revisions\/4180"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4178"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4178"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4178"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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\nI was a pig that rolled in mud
\nand a fence to keep horses in.
\nYou rode the alligator
\nand laughed down asphalt double whees.
\nFrosty smoked a hammer then.
\nGod made little green aliens–
\nwe lured them out with bacon bits.
\nWe clapped puppies into their holes.
\nWhen I am old, say
\nyou will ship me to the circus
\nwith your wild twin, where I will stir
\ndreams in this coffee cup.<\/p>\n