The Carter family lived next door for almost fourteen yearsWith Gwen and I inseparable from ragdolls through brassieresThen Gwen began to bore me with her giggles and her fearsThe day that Carter's moved away I had to fake my tearsI told new friends when Carter had become a silly pestAnd then I found I missed her moreThan I'd ever have guessedGrandma used to nag at me to straighten up my spineTo act respectful and read good books to take care of what was mineI hated being criticized and asking her permissionSo what if her advice was wise, it always hurt to listenI didn't cry when Granny died, she made me so depressedAnd then I found I missed her moreThan I'd ever have guessedYou used to make me moan in bed, but that can't be enoughMy friends complained your jokes were crude, your manners were too roughDon't know just what I wanted, but I know I wanted moreSomeone smooth, presentable to blend with my decorAnd now at night I think of how you grinned when you undressedAnd I find I miss you moreThan I'd ever have guessedwww.mooji.org