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if he said it, it must not be so

 
 
it was Rob who said
he would not lie,
that he’d much rather die …
 
it was Rob who said
 
he’d just as soon be dead
than go too quickly up
to heaven’s feathered bed …
 
it was Rob who said—
 
thick lips betraying not a hint …
of whether truth 
or not he spoke or said—
 
that today’s good deed
by him was done
in jest and all in fun …
 
but after hearing all of that,
what Rob told he did or said
I can’t or shan’t believe …
 
and icon Betty dint.

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

Robert and Elizabeth Browning?

You almost lost me here. Thinking perhaps too personal. Then another reading and it became dysfunctional family familiar, then something about those names nagged at me, especially using icon where I expected aunt. Oooo you are a clever bugger cheers, Jess
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ladywriter

18 years 9 months ago

barbsdad2003

I won't try and explain it to anyone. I just know that this is some most beautiful work of words. ladywriter