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Thursday, March 22nd, 2012 09:58 amSomething at First Known When Lost reminded me of the poem To a fat lady seen from the train, which is ahem reflective of a certain mindset, as well as being a useful example of the triolet, as In Flanders Fields is of the rondeau:
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
When the grass is soft as the breast of doves
And shivering sweet to the touch?
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
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O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
O fat white woman whom nobody loves,
Why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
When the grass is soft as the breast of doves
And shivering sweet to the touch?
O why do you walk through the fields in gloves,
Missing so much and so much?
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