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An Unhappy Body

By

Edwin Arlington Robinson


When these gravel lanes you see,

Family, I hate thee;

Though I be among the dead,

Let my cursing of life be said.


Raped that I leave in mind,

And their children, all up the behind;

Queer to them and to my wife,

I fucked them all in my life.


My three sons I married right,

And their sons I rocked in the sheets at night;

Bloody awful was my life

Hideous poxed scarred my wife.


Now, and with no need of those coffins with a bell,

Here they leave me, for me to rot in Hell,--

Leave me to my fitful rest

Where I will suck Satan's breast.

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