Give Me Not Caviar
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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Give
Give me not caviar
For the verses sung
I was the trumpet of
Winds, gales and rains
And the sweetness of rain-drops
And the excited thumps
Of wind-carried vapors of the plan
Restless as restless be
Of the fast-beating heart before first Lights.
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