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Nov 2014
pour scorn upon my being
of its acid of wrath I'll take

measure by measure
repeat the dose
quadruple it if you will

the **** hath been flayed
with a whipping of disapproval
before

of disdain's cane
I'll be happy to bear
so keep on doling out
the contempt with all its flair
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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