Though The Head Whirling Goes
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though
though
yet
that is the time
to catch the butterfly of poetry
verse and song:
look! the time is fortunate
and at first
I was not minding it:
the Muse ah! that cunning trickster
I though that was dry and
parched
yet
stealthy behind me
stood
the Muse
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