12th Night

By Sandra SImonds

Swaggering like rain like rain like rain
and swaggering the day the day the day
and swaggering it raineth all day all day
and swaggering I claimed I claimed
I claimed and swaggering the dog the dog the dog
and swaggering anew anew anew and swaggering
for you for you for you and swaggering I felt
I felt I felt and swaggering at night in spite in spite
and swaggering inside I died I died

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