Stevie Smith

Stevie Smith

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

Conviction III

The shadow was so black,
I thought it was a cat,
But once in to itI knew
No more
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Our Bog is Dood

Our Bog is dood, our Bog is dood,
They lisped in accents mild,
But when I asked them to
They grew a little wild
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Conviction I

Christ died for God and
Upon the crucifixion
For God a spoken
For me a
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Never Again

Never again will I
And wring my
And beat my head against the
Me nolentem fata
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Deeply Morbid

Deeply morbid deeply morbid was the girl who typed the
Always out of office hours running with her social
But when daylight and the darkness of the office closed about
Not for this ah not for this her office colleagues came to doubt
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Tenuous and Precarious

Tenuous and
Were my guardians,
Precarious and Tenuous,
Two Romans
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Walking swiftly with a dreadful duchess,
He smiled too briefly, his face was pale as sand,
He jumped into a taxi when he saw me coming,
Leaving my alone with a private meaning,
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