Category : Poems

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The Earth flown
In Air brown
Enters a  Figure onto  
This present Ground.


As Harped Chords felt
The Woman’s  Distressed 
Ass-the Melodys looked 
Out for 1 stolen red Dress.


A loss of which the Treble
Did press on Soprano’s 
Behest to Protect
The Clothes-less 


The Earth flown
In Air brown
Exits the Singer out of 
This Ol Ghost Town .


Whose Ode of a Loss 
Her before Me undressed, 
Tale-ing how it and why  
How-ling winds commit Theft.