Lie scattered ‘pon the yellowed plea,
The remnants of my orangey scrape
That, ev’ry day, unwittingly and slowly
I fatigue over to erase thy name.
Tetrameter Twenty-eight
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Lie scattered ‘pon the yellowed plea,
The remnants of my orangey scrape
That, ev’ry day, unwittingly and slowly
I fatigue over to erase thy name.
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