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poetry
sequence
ghazal poetry sequence Alackaday nextghazal
kiss me again, and weep,
for tonorrow is the rapture there is no greater grace
than to hasten the rapture why should she shampoo her hair
the weekend of the rapture? put off that boat payment
till three days after the rapture go, take my car, my home,
you children of the rapture death to apostates, Hope cried,
still she was spurned by the rapture as he's sown now has he reaped
thunderously amidst the rapture she had her chance, the whore
no takebacks granted by the rapture kleenex and aspirin
missed keenly ever since the rapture fear, uncertainty, and doubt
in tankerloads flood the rapture why won't he toss out the trash?
nobody told him about any rapture the sheep crop short the bluestem,
they claim their range freed by rapture you go on, dear, I'll sit here,
and wait for a second rapture |
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