But A But

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The heaven stretch'd her a shade.
Fortune and luck on her did lay.
Her generosity had never fade,
But a but remain'd a say.
Lucifer's face she wore,
Wrath and fury lent her no fight.
Even honour and seats she bore.
Yet, a but lodge in her site.
Here tarry'd my arguement:
Must this demon boastfully exist?
For so long he had ham'd our merry'ment.
Prescribe me a pill, else the arguement persist.
Joyfully, should we in this circle?
Or by construction, intuities alternates a triangle? .
Wednesday, March 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: problem
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Dr Antony Theodore 26 May 2020
Lucifer's face she wore, Wrath and fury lent her no fight. Even honour and seats she bore. a good poem indeed, tony
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Edward Kofi Louis 15 January 2018
Lucifer's face! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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