Liberty Anstead Poems

Some say love has feeling
Some truly disagree
But no one is as faithful as
My sweet dear love and me
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I painted the clouds in the yellow sky,
I skiid the lush purple trees so high,
I shaped the earth for both you and I
I heard a silent worm-snail cry!
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Based on the song: Magpies Riches

It stands up tall with the mystic blow
Of the polution in the air far, far down below
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As I walk my route, the woodlands sing,
With none but one broken wing,
Of poachers, hunters that do cause,
The breakings of their beauty pause.
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From the window in my room,
I cower at the moon
As it bounces across the night,
In its pale, pale, baloon.
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