Pygmy Woman
by Will Oldham...
I looked in the mirror and I wasn't there. Oh, man, double-take city!
But then I remembered that I wasn't tall enough to see the mirror. It's
the
ditch I dug. I dug ditches all around my hut so I could compare myself
with
the Pygmies. *(points to ditch.)* I, of course, didn't tell my fellow
Amazons that. I told them that I had a vision, in a dream, that there was
treasure buried under my hut. But I knew that I had to know what it was
like to be a Pygmy before I... It's against my culture, and my tribe rules
for that matter, but Agunda is so...*(acts lovelost.)* dashing and dapper
that I know our differences in size doesn't matter. We are starcrossed
lovers, I know, but somehow I believe our destinies are intertwined. We
were pre-chosen as mates by the fates...oh dear, a rhyme! You don't
understand though. You've never kissed a Pygmy. Their little round noses
and cute little knees. But, my, are they strong. And Agunda has such a
deep, bellowing voice. You just can't help but...uh...look up to him.
But
mother would have me beheaded if she knew I was going to marry him. I
have
to pick him up to kiss him, but he's not very heavy. He's... beautiful in
every sense of the word. Oh man, do I want his body. I know I can trust
you, but if I can't, I guess I'll be exiled anyway. So, I figure, I might
as well give it a shot, because my heart is overflowing with my feelings
for little Agunda...oh, girl, I know I shouldn't call him little, but he
is so
cute. I knew I had to tell someone *(looks about to make sure she's not
being spied upon.)* that we're eloping by zebra at midnight on Saturday,
and
if I couldn't trust you, wel, who could I trust?
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