Grief Is A Mouse
poem 793
Grief is a Mouse And chooses Wainscot in the Breast For His Shy House And baffles quest Grief is a Thief quick startled Pricks His Ear report to hear Of that Vast Dark That swept His Being back Grief is a Juggler boldest at the Play Lest if He flinch the eye that way Pounce on His Bruises One say or Three Grief is a Gourmand spare His luxury Best Grief is Tongueless before He’ll tell Burn Him in the Public Square His Ashes will Possibly if they refuse How then know Since a Rack couldn’t coax a syllable now.
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