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["THE BALLAD OF THE LESBIAN BABYSITTER"]

LYNDA:

Co

because

Me and Heather

were meant to be forever,

but now she’s into leather

and Red Bull dykes

who keep her out all night

TINY:

Is there anything I can do?

LYNDA:

Just rubso much older

Rub my back

and drain me of the black that’s left

when a relationship ends

He rubs her back

Now hand me my sketchbook

so I can use this pain

to pull my hopes

back out of the drain

Watch carefully, Tiny,

how to disable your rage

by unleashing it onto

an ee

TINY (to audience):

It didn’t matter that I was five--

I saw her pain co a deadly foe,

she irls who always hurt her,

sketching the loves as they’d desert her

All the drama became less troubled

once the hard words had been inked and

bubbled

LYNDA (TO TINY):

Look forward to the moment

when it all falls apart

Look forward to the ht feel like the end of the world--

but it’s the beginning of your art

Lynda sketches during an instrus the next verse to Tiny

LYNDA:

Coive me a peck

because my faith in people’s