Thursday, January 28, 2010

folk

lady margot lady margaret
my lady my lady
my margoret, maggoret
five and twenty all - forgive me!
frigid embroidery all - forgive me!
no leave asked by the by the by the by the

wan low haunch-ed things I want your hunched things I want I want I want I want your
what?
toady
throated voice
sings,
you zither smothered polyp kings

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