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[title] => Skyscrape
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[bodytext] => There she was, Hair curly in its crude dread -- Clumped like a raspberry Upon her fair neck and head. Fire-engine red it was, Beyond any singed blonde. The very blood of the green isle -- Then set afire like a sundial. There she was in infinite Suspense, prize on a skewer Above the grey city, Above the turbid sewer. This angel swooped low And received a skyscrape From the Empire State -- Salty calm off the cape. An angel, a cherub Who ventured low in her mettle, As a mermaid leaves her blue hub And clears the sea’s belly. Her comic-book red crop Against the silver shingles of open windows -- Some epic glam Upon shifting frescoes. On the chilly nights, What will accost -- But that perpetrator Called Jack Frost? City Slicker Who Cannot Be Outlawed Because the Cherub Would Plummet Thawed. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 73 [informant] => screwge [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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