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By Stephen Date: 2002 Aug 05 Comment on this Work [[2002.08.05.17.20.18810]] |
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The knights of grass are talking They say pearl blemishes in morning And soft moss spreads on evening Replenished in their daylight they say Are misgivings and thoughtless kittens' prancing And in the whim of regenerative spirits They collaborate joy and happiness with new beginnings They watch them dance and play like dog-fight afoot Tagging to and fro with callow purposes Our noble soldiers give their lives to these Cause they find rectification in the ivory filled eclipse When the children come down from play And lay their tired bloom to rest in perennial arms "Youth on the prow and pleasure at the helm" And the innuendo pressed, simmering, and prowl The knightly Greens' hammock to their nonage love And they cuddle hours away beyond the sundown |