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May 31
Like a Yew tree
in its fifth century.
Like a June Beetle
in its fifth month,
burying its eggs in the soil.
I pay little heed
I give no value
to the boasts of kings.
Theres a mighty Yew tree in the grounds of Waverly Abbey in Surrey, that is worth a long gaze.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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