poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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A Hate-Song

A hater he came and sat by a ditch,
And he took an old cracked lute;
And he sang a song which was more of a screech
'Gainst a woman that was a brute.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010
Poem Edited: Monday, May 9, 2011

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  • Rebecca Lyle (11/9/2018 8:26:00 PM)

    Great writing and a delicious

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  • Peter Mann (12/9/2017 1:20:00 PM)

    Powerfull and passionate stuff, to say least

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