Classic poem of the day
Now is the time of tears and sighs
(Roam, sad heart, roam.)
When dark rains fall and loud winds rise,
And grief lives in the lips and eyes.
Beauty has faded from the skies.
The honey-bee 's gone home.
Wan flowers, your happy life is spent.
(Roam, sad heart, roam.)
Far is the wing that o'er you went
With hum of brooding deep content,
Feeding your souls with song and scent.
The honey-bee's gone home.
What life shal......
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With a protruding nose, The scavenger exploited our peace And with a dance of ivory, We were enmeshed in a hideous pot Soon, It turns into a lake Of quake and take That brings a gallop of blood Enclosed in its vein Then, The hand of electrocution Envelop the trees While walking and talking, Like a cruise missile That is as sad as death- Cruising, smiling, and saying, Death and death for sale! Then, The center erupts Like thunder among babies The result- Death in and death ou......
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