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Aug 13
BUSIE OLD FOOLE

Dr. Donne controls the sunne
"Goe...!" he orders it "...come!"
the master of imperatives

see the sunne shackled
by his lines
obey his royal commands

and that being Donne
here the sunne
imprisoned in his words

this sun of now
discovers me asleep
the Donne fallen upon the ground

the sun smiles tenderly
upon my dreaming
"Huh...poets!"


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Eh it's only DD( Doctor Donne)doing that not DD( ~Donall Dempsey )...only a simple story of an aged Irishman falling asleep in the sun whilst reading his Donne. Donne is the master of imperatives and orders everyone around...yes even in conceit...the busie old foole of the sunne.

WHAT'S DONNE IS DONNE!
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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