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The Arcade Game Polar Bear—Big Bubble Laundromat 

Sure, I was made in China, but I'm white as Arctic ice
& have an appetite for lonely hearts drawn to our orgy
of stuffed animals in the arcade game case by the door,
purple fish with kissy lips & parrots tough as oven mitts.
Countless kiddies have begged quarters off their mommies
for two tries at the joy stick that drops the three-pronged
claw of God into our midst to grab a furry prize, yet almost
always comes back empty. We're not easy like lobsters in
the tank. We're cheap flirts preying on your cuddly desires.
Even you with graying hair, slipping fifty cents in the slots,
don't you see my button eyes bold as lies? I'm not the ghost
of your teddy bear. Real love spreads you thin across the ice.

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