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close by,
here on this lovely spray,
i nibble a leaf by leaf away.
down beneath grow dandelions,
daisies, old-man’s-looking-glasses;
rooks flap croaking across the lane.
i eat and swallow and eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat,
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat,
eat,
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat.

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