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pumpkin poem

a very remarkable history this is
i was a goddess ere the marble found me
when freedom from her mountain height
friend, whose smile has come to be
above them all, looking down
the saddest of the year
very well, you liberals
when night drifts along the streets of the city
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies

 



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