Thursday, December 25, 2008

The Trees Are Still Yet Green Comments

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Call me what you will, I’ll write
You another poem, I’ll make money off you.
I’ll get fat watching you swing upside down
From the cypress. I’ll burn sugarcane like incense;
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Robert Rorabeck
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