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I saw a bride splendid in white garments
I saw a woman with one hundred childrenĀ 
The children plump and firm within her arms,
But some fell down or strangers took and ate them

Poem

Dada taught me cards.
Sitting in his suit of pants and vest.
A fistful of joker-red hair strewn across his brow.
His big belly like a cannon ball.

Red Cherry Red
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Standing by the river, my face grew
into a flat fish and floated off
to a lily pad, and I was lonely
without myself, without my twin.