Morgan Michaels


Break, Break, Break, Already - Poem by Morgan Michaels

Break, break, break
On thy cold, grey stones, O sea,
If I could but say, for heaven's sake,
what's really eating me.

But English law is English law
And living is better than dead
And I prefer my body stay
Connected to my head.

But English law is English law
One daren't take the chance
Oh, that things here were as they are
In Germany or France.

Break, break, break
At the foot of thy crags, oh sea
If only things the way they are
Were as they ought to be.


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  • Gold Star - 4,992 Points Michael Morgan (7/26/2013 7:17:00 PM)

    This poem will get me kicked off of quick-links. MM (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013


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