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Frost’s Fear
I found a dimpled spider, fat and white:
Did God design this creature out of spite?
An Unearned Ode
Thou still unravished bride of quietness,
Unrivalled tattooed urn, will you undress?
Cool Snowman
One must have a mind of winter
and a heart of spring to win her.
Grave Directions
Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal,
turn right, then left, and you will have your gal.
It’s the Contrast, Stupid!
A thing of beauty is a joy forever,
But mortal ugliness must be its father.
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