DeeDee

When I would sit for DeeDee

She would pick me up in a camaro

She had sun-in colored brown hair

She had two daughters

Her husband was a truck driver

He drove 16-wheelers

He was away a lot

She called for a sitter

When she needed to party with friends

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Her daughters had dirty blonde hair

They showed me the switch

That DeeDee would use

They thought everyone had one

I just listened to their stories

They didn't have cable

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Whenever DeeDee talked

She always had a toothpick

In her mouth

She would bite down on it

When she talked

Which sometimes made it hard

To understand her

My sister also sat for her daughters

And we would talk about how DeeDee

Always had the toothpick

In her mouth

And do impressions

Of how she talked

How she said things like yeah a lot

And imagined she would say things like

How much she loved the switch

And then we would start laughing

Because it was so weird

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Never met the husband

He was always driving

16-wheelers

Except one time when

When my sister was sitting there

The husband came home and asked

Where DeeDee was