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The
educated man sleeps sound tonight
And
the educated woman just cries
Beneath
the rainy clouds and street light,
That
Flickers ..
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Unspoken
words ring your womanly womb,
My
bruised and scarred asylum long ago
That
you and I wish would have been my tomb
And
..
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"Why musteth I
be clotheth?" asketh me.
"Causeth,"
sayseth you, "Nudith is sinful."
"Sayseth from who'eth"
inquireth me.
"Causeth, thy
Lo..
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Hush now Virginia,
it's Mr. Doodlewack,
Carrying blue apples
in his gunnysack
That grow around his
little old funny shack
Where he..
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Pittering and
Pattering of small feet,
Giggling and
chuckling of small voice,
Rummaging and rifling
for small sweet,
And banging a..
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Rain drops trickle
down my car's broke windows,
Collecting as one and
trailing away
As If their company each
one impose,
However, ther..
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In the
corner my densely cluttered room rests a rustic wood chair built by younger
brother years ago, although shabby holds
sturdy. It is nigh..
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Four pinkish walls cry out For all those trapped within With insufferable drought, Densely populated; Confined for their great sin, Much spoke unders..
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How long hath thou carried wood coppered torch,
Whose emerald flames and blistering coals
Against thy trembling sturdy hands hath s..
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Exchanging endearing coos with my
birds,
Each with their glorious array of
feathers
And some attempting to articulate words;
Al..
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