Lady, ere, what for elegance
Had, grown you up in
As I, as stiffly confidant
To strike roots, begin
Snobbish, haughty, larkspur-flowered
And for a larch sprout
Each pose, if seen, time-shadowing
Laughed at, sillier.
There, grassed, as girl, boy, together
Real, rolling about.
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