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The sirens screech announces The spiral staircase down from heaven Jacobs Twisted Ladder The skies shed themselves Of their carrion angels F... -
This master-work of yours, This magnum opus, This poiema, Is sat in his underpants In a neglected and untidy flat, Typing on a laptop he bou... -
Of all I have seen, She holds the scene, Sure and serene, Still as a dragonfly, Whose wings defy vision to hold her there, The effortle...
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