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Little Elegies (cummingsworth)
Claudia
Keelan
I
Loves
My Collective
Uncollective
-ly
whee, whee
All the way home
Only baby goes home
& Papa goes
To market & someone
Else eats meat
Getting & spending etc
Lay waste
But the five little
friends too small
For the burden
Ease it
Inside their common nest.
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