Poetry

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PROSE IS JUST A BRIEF ATTEMPT SOME WORDS MAY FIND A POET'S MIND,
WHILE LOSING OUT AM IN SOME DOUBT,LIKE A FISH WITH NAM OFRAINBOW
TROUT,NOT IN WATER THEY CANNOT SWALLOW SOME ARE DEEP WITH RESTFUL
SLEEP,SINCE LIFE IS NO MERE STORY BOOK IT MAY COME WITH SOME OTHER
CHUM'S AND LANE'S THEMSELVES HEARD COBBLED BELL'S,SOME SO LOUD THEY WOKE OUR BED,AND WHEN A WAKE WE THE DEAD NOW R.I.P.IS IN MY
HEAD,BLESS US ALL LIFE LAY IN A SHAWL LOOK'S OUT WHEN EYES CAN
SEE,GOD SEES US ALL FROM ETERNITY WE BE HERE FOR LIFE TILL OUR
SOUL IS FREE,AMEN FOR WE GOD BLESS TO ALL THAT'S THEE AND ALSO ME

T O A LIFE'S DEGREE.

Joe.

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