76. Sometimes Poets Just Wanna Have Fun!

for Martock,  and   everyone   I   knew  there
for Martock,  and   everyone   I   knew  there
up  Martock,  and   everyone   I   knew  there
up  Harlow,   and   everyone   I   knew  there
up  Harlow, though  everyone   I   knew  there
up  Harlow, though everything  I   knew  there
up  Harlow, though everything you  knew  there
up  Harlow, though everything you praise there
up  Harlow, though everything you praise  here
up  Harlow, though everything you praise  here
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Yes, fish are  glittering &  slippery2
Yes, fish are  glittering &  slippery
But, fish are  glittering &  slippery
But, men  are  glittering &  slippery
But, men shine glittering &  slippery
But, men shine  actually  &  slippery
But, men shine  actually but slippery
But, men shine  actually but remedied
But, men shine  actually but remedied

Cooking  is  what cooking is3
Cooking  is  what cooking is
Peppered is  what cooking is
Peppered has what cooking is
Peppered has how  cooking is
Peppered has how  sloppy  is
Peppered has how  sloppy can
Peppered has how  sloppy can

Let    us  be  thankful for that which   is4
Let    us  be  thankful for that which   is
Leave  us  be  thankful for that which   is
Leave them be  thankful for that which   is
Leave them say thankful for that which   is
Leave them say  tender  for that which   is
Leave them say  tender  as  that which   is
Leave them say  tender  as  this which   is
Leave them say  tender  as  this there   is
Leave them say  tender  as  this there must
Leave them say  tender  as  this there must

So  here it  is  like the debris  of   a   former  world5
So  here it  is  like the  debris of   a   former  world
And here it  is  like the debris  of   a   former  world
And what it  is  like the debris  of   a   former  world
And what she is  like the debris  of   a   former  world
And what she ate like the debris  of   a   former  world
And what she ate was  the debris  of   a   former  world
And what she ate was  my  debris  of   a   former  world
And what she ate was  my migrants of   a   former  world
And what she ate was  my migrants off  a   former  world
And what she ate was  my migrants off your former  world
And what she ate was  my migrants off your fertile world
And what she ate was  my migrants off your fertile   mud
And what she ate was  my migrants off your fertile   mud

[Though eating mackerel  reminds me somehow of childhood
 Though eating mackerel  reminds me somehow of childhood
 For    eating mackerel  reminds me somehow of childhood
 For    ending mackerel  reminds me somehow of childhood
 For    ending congeries reminds me somehow of childhood
 For    ending congeries abased  me somehow of childhood
 For    ending congeries abased you somehow of childhood
 For    ending congeries abased you always  of childhood
 For    ending congeries abased you always  in childhood
 For    ending congeries abased you always  in    nutmeg
 For    ending congeries abased you always  in    nutmeg]
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1 human intellect

 

 

2 Nothing

 

 

3 this supreme experience

 

 

4 the reality of his intellect

 

 

5 when he returns from such contemplation

 

 

6 full of divine and inflowing splendour

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