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The Mitts

January 30, 2009
By Love.muffin GOLD, Melbourne, VIC, Other
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Favorite Quote:
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost

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Mitts twist round, and round and round,
With limits reached, do crack waxed bone,
Twist flesh and tendons tear,

Round and round and round they go,
Make cocks crow, eventide come,
And ne'er do cease,

Assay do men; and try do they
Negate the mitts,

And though in broken pieces lie,
The mitts twist round, and round,
And round

The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this during a particularly tedious class. My English teacher did not guess at its meaning, so just as a heads up; its about Time.
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