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Dear Trusting Nurse-Maid, must we Speculate The Favours your Leader asked has mulled Far healing cry a tearful Reprobate And supposed Cheerful Innocence has dulled As soon as the Red Tabloid goes to Sin And whips the Pink Horse we all fantasy Your Prince suddenly squeezes on a Whim Which the Next Frustration will testify I envy you all. Despite Fashion's Change Like Solemn Dakinis prayed for Support Cry the Call for War; And within a Range Mark him a Target then file my Report. I have lost that War. And the Battle as well Yours straight to Heaven; Mine a Journey's Hell.
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY: DALEY'S ANGELS
Dear Trusting Nurse-Maid, must we Speculate The Favours your Leader asked has mulled Far healing cry a tearful Reprobate And supposed Cheerful Innocence has dulled As soon as the Red Tabloid goes to Sin And whips the Pink Horse we all fantasy Your Prince suddenly squeezes on a Whim Which the Next Frustration will testify I envy you all. Despite Fashion's Change Like Solemn Dakinis prayed for Support Cry the Call for War; And within a Range Mark him a Target then file my Report. I have lost that War. And the Battle as well Yours straight to Heaven; Mine a Journey's Hell.
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Mar 12, 2013
Mar 12, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
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