Bridget Pearson Poems

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1.
Hail Africa

Hail Africa,
Full of race,
The lords be with you,
You are cursed among nations,
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2.
How I Will Miss You

How I will miss you
When I am dead,
Miss you in everlasting death,
Miss the stout unruly curvature
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3.
Child Labor

No one about, to yell:
Insane;
Nothing around, to quell
My pain;
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