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Aug 2013
never could I put a foot right
each of my steps were in his sight
my indiscretions numbered quite a few
they were always within his view
his line of tolerance bit like a shark
ousted was I for going over the mark

his eagle eye was vigilant
waiting
watching
for
me
to
go
over
the
line
in
the
sand

my misconduct
at his hallowed place
marked me
as an utter disgrace
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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