RIP
Margaret Page Neilson Oliver Grandin
1988—2009

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Your clutch has been lost
And your master cylinder
No longer masters

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You, never icy
Me, cranking your defrost knob
In heat together

RIP Margaret

I’ve slept in your bed
But now I can’t turn you on
How time changes all

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Your lazy eye sags
You always saw the rogue cats
While looking straight down

RIP Margaret

Your bumper bumped
While protecting your big heart
Rust is your gray hair

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With no stereo
I basked in your RPMs
you purred like a dog

RIP Margaret

Oh, mixed messages
Your stick made me question your
Femininity

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Two Hundred Dollars
You were cheaper than my phone
And went twice as fast

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Sweet, sweet Margaret
How can we go back in time
When you can’t reverse