A RoseA Poem by Sputter OutlawWhy find you so sullen? it's of no regret to see you beacon of blasphemy when all I's want is one short token of indulgency. Frequent my life ift you do but dare respend my strife if you dost care weren't it so strange a thing if by now twere bought a diamond ring without learning you by now acquiescent knowledge acsertained but how? You are a rose of sorts combined a fleetful and enormous kind with skin and flesh delush mine fitlful longing aflush For Despite all sentiment still obscene I regail you as my love, my Queen
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