Raymond Farrell Poems

When it is fall
The boughs
Of the apple trees
Dip low
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The Chinese
Understand
America's
Professed love
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Before thought can be
Corrupted, language itself
Must be corrupted.
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It happens every Spring
Now, that the weather is pleasant
Not too cold
Not too hot
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Enough hyperbole
But there can never be enough
For some people
I have quit reading
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It is a wonderful
Juicy delicious conundrum
That we humans
Each and every single one of us
...