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Howard Moss |
 (1976)
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Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer´s Day? |
Who says you´re like one of those dog days? You´re nicer. And better. Even in May, the weather can be grey, And a summer sub-let doesn´t last forever. Sometimes the sun´s too hot; Sometimes it is not. Who can stay young forever? People break their necks or just drop dead! But you? Never! If there´s just one condensed reader left Who can figure out on the abridged alphabet, After you´re dead and gone, In this poem you´ll live on. |
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