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Saint Pressies
MW (14 July 1973 / Berent)

Saint Pressies

i paid You a visit
9.30pm - Christmas saint
with a tree, packed rags
tags, bags, togs, clogs, pressies
and smithereens splintered
in heavy breadcase. marched
stomping heavy legs barren
on cracking snow, freeze
crystallizes my nerves- my
nerves sliced juices
of all parts

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