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THE BUSY WIZARD II
Nylon upon nylon
Out of the togrim
Yes, we must feed
Out of the gutters
Sorrows of years;
We cry ours later
Striving for rumpage
Within a trash can
Flipping open
Trash can upon trash can
Scarce our survival
Lessons for others
Did God not bet us
While we but betted?
Rare drops of summer
Girls, too, have waited
Pieces of food that
Ants feed on fastly
Nay, it be rainy
While we deserve it.
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THE BUSY WIZARD II
THE BUSY WIZARD II