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My Uncle John was a woebegoneIn the all out way of things,Wherever he went, no sun had shoneAnd we all were ding-a-lings.He had no time for the hoi po..
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You sat in your chair, and read your book,As often I’ve seen you do,While each now and then I’d peek a look,A glance filled with love for ..
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I’d decided that I’d drown myselfAnd waded from the shore,If I had to live without youI would want to live no more,For you’d shouted..
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I thought that I was the only oneWho had never found a mate,I’d been so busy with other thingsThat I’d left it up to fate,Then I was sudde..
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We had lain back in the meadowLooking up to see the stars,They were clustered all togetherWe were trying to find ours,For we each had picked a single ..
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I’ve been looking in the mirrorEvery day since I was three,Till a week ago I looked againAnd saw it wasn’t me.For this haggard face with w..
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I’m so heartily sick of writingAs I do most every day,I’m missing that flash of lightning asI write my life away.My friends are dead, or w..
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Caroline called from the balconyTo join her and check out the bay,‘You wouldn’t believe, there’s a barquentine,You never see them to..
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We lived right up on a grassy bluffThat looked down on the sea,In a tiny cottage, fit for two,Just Arabelle and me.But Arabelle was a wistful wraithIn..
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They laid her out on a plastic sheetWhere she stared unseeingly,With nothing to cover her naked formWhen they said, ‘Come in and see.’I th..
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