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It was a day
as all days should be,
with every tree
impressively arrayed
in lush summer growth.
As if on cue,
the lustre of the grass
il..
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The cactus is a joyless plantwhich to dry slopes
inclines,
and those who would engage with itare sure to feel its spines.
But once in every yea..
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The Corsican was never really Gallic.
The Austrian was not remotely Prussian.
Jugashvili (let's put this in italics)
could not be, in a month of
S..
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Imagine there's a chair
which, in all fairness,
is a humble enough affair,
the very soul of chairness.
Imagine someone sits
on its raffia ..
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Always the same little hash joint.
For lunch, the identical dish --
in Kremzer's, on Mott and Delancey,
potatoes and yiddisher fish.
His real..
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For my fingers, bands of gold,
for my whims, bank notes untold.
For my curves, embroidered tresses,
woven shawls and silken dresses.
T..
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It's pointless to equivocate.
I loathe, despise and execrate
that cesspit, Microsoft.
The rest of you may bow to Fate
and worship Gates: at ..
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(It leaves Dodge in half an hour)Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
For, after all, you caused this nasty rash.
I've had to take more pills t..
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Hero
He worked alone in cold, intensely black
peat water. Had
to feel his way. Laid down
one hundred thousand concrete blocks, around
..
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Cometh
the Hour …
When Coventry was cowed, it got Godiva.
The French were frantic, so God sent them Joan,
and Stanley showed up j..
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