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dozen-n't

A dozen starlings

dozing in the evening sun

doesn't dare the season's end.

 

It dozen-n't, dare it,

these dozing within warm pinks

to dream up spring's spry bend.

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Written by
francis-scudellari
American
Published
Mar 10, 2013
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