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1282

Art thou the thing I wanted?
Begone—my Tooth has grown—
Supply the minor Palate
That has not starved so long—
I tell thee while I waited
The mystery of Food
Increased till I abjured it
And dine without Like God—

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Art thou the thing I wanted?
Begone—my Tooth has grown—
Affront a minor palate
Thou could'st not goad so long—

I tell thee while I waited—
The mystery of Food
Increased till I abjured it
Subsisting now like God—

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 2 Dec 2008 9:11 AM | Viewed: 5153 times

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