Happenstance
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Mark Heathcote
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Unearth my old crockery...
You're like a little Bermuda.
Fix all your beauty chastely,
A Willow pattern broke China.
Pull yourself back together.
My silkworm, white caterpillar.
Let your blood now, Cocoon.
Turn here lucid as the moon.
And dazzle in all our eyes.
With your first real dance
So unrehearsed in the sky, my
Paisley coloured happenstance.
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