He: That isn't you.
She: It's me, in my blue skirt
And scarlet coat and little golden shoes.
He: Not good enough.
She: Well, burn it if you choose
And take myself.
He: Yourself like skies and days
To praise and live in, worship and abuse.
Lesbia Harford
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bad-snap/
