"In Life I like to Sit by Death"

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In life I like to sit by death
And picnic where the headstones lie
In strife I like to think on them
And ask these selfsame headstones why.

Just why they grow like garden weeds
But can't be pulled and never fade
Just why I sit upon the green
But someday neath it will be laid.





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