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For Iago: A Spittle.
For Iago: A spittle.
Oh ticklish spine of life! Oh plenitude
At rest!
Where the begeezus it Finds out the foulest wretch?
If syntax to a madman Were loopy neither once,
My life upon her faith, I say,
There there I take my lumps!
Contributed by:
Jay Crew, Republican
<JCrewRepub@aol.com>
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