poetry
Two White Doves. A willing sacrifice
On the first day my love Brought me two white doves In a little copper cage Two white doves On the second day my man Brought me a knife and a silver lampstand And a lamb without a mark A lamb without a mark Oh two white doves Two white doves On the third day […]
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Powder River Rapture
I was breaking rocks on the Powder River banks I ain’t killed nobody I ain’t robbed no banks And as I dug in the Red River dirt I rolled in the loam and the mud and the hurt. And I looked through your window But you weren’t there I tapped on your door I rang […]
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