Hm. Nes Poems

When she found me, I was not as I would have liked to be found,
Nor where,
Not wearing my best
As I would have liked;
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Orange, Gorringe, Orange, Blorenge,
Orange, Gorringe, Blorenge, Wales!

Poets care not much for orange, as so little rhymes with orange,
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We don’t preach ourselves, for we are his ambassadors.
The power’s not from us; it comes from him.
We are not at home in this body, in this world,
And we will make our goal to please him.
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One troubled night in June of '82
I thought I wanted you.
The place was not of mercy made,
And yet, his hand of mercy stayed
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lavished praise
that oft repeats
is not so dear
as rarest praise
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The boys of South Fork Country Club
Raise glasses to their health
And laud the speech of Carnegie,
His grand gospel of wealth.
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Yes, of course
I noticed
The limp-
How could you not
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Dear Mom,
They said I could say this much: I'm fine.
And, O, I fired my weapon for the first time
In live action. They were right: I loved the thrill.
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Hello there, Mr. Dandelion, so brave to come again
And try again to build your home among my tenderer shoots.
I must confess, your brilliant blooms inspire me every spring
And almost (note that: almost) sway my heart to bless your roots.
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