What The Scare-Crow Said Poem by Vachel Lindsay

What The Scare-Crow Said

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The dim-winged spirits of the night
Do fear and serve me well.
They creep from out the hedges of
The garden where I dwell.

I wave my arms across the walk.
The troops obey the sign,
And bring me shimmering shadow-robes
And cups of cowslip-wine.

Then dig a treasure called the moon,
A very precious thing,
And keep it in the air for me
Because I am a King.

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Vetrivel 11 July 2018

Very nice poem

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Vachel Lindsay

Vachel Lindsay

Springfield, Illinois
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