Song of Solomon, by Albert Ahearn Subscribe to rss feed for Albert Ahearn

Catch for us the foxes,
the little foxes 
that ruin the vineyards, 
our vineyards that are in bloom.
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Identify the sons of bitches
Those littered curs
Whose gluttonous manner
Leaves naught for us and ours.

Catch for us the greedy;
The avarice few
Who take that which is earned
collectively with toil and tears.
Posted: 2013-03-13 18:49:54 UTC

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