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Drowned the Cocks in Blood Stepped in So Deep
The Net Yet and the Lime, the Pitfall and the Gin
"Thou hast killed me, Mother."
-- a baby chick
on being hatched
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The yesterdays the cockcrows shrill beget,
each lesser dawn, the future greater yet.
Come, come, within this straw and plot of muck,
the eggshells vast here help me, dearest, chuck.
*
"Thou hast killed me, Mother."
-- a baby chick
on being hatched
*
The yesterdays the cockcrows shrill beget,
each lesser dawn, the future greater yet.
Come, come, within this straw and plot of muck,
the eggshells vast here help me, dearest, chuck.
*
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