I Am Spade You Seed-Bed Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

I Am Spade You Seed-Bed

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I am spade
You seed-bed
In course of time you will be green with plentiful corn;
In course of time I would be worn off, and never born.

Monday, July 11, 2016
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