of divers' course

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    of divers' course

    pry the lock
    and peer with you my eye
    fissure born and keen success
    make lying unmankind
    do you know what it takes to woo two lovers out of sweet remorse?
    and afterwards fleet the tarkens with all sour tongues of old diverse
    of course you not
    and mine either
    I am wraith and you are skither
    now come wench and bring her hither

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    fatmanjoe’s Poems (6)

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