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To Make A Lyre

 
Slaughter a cow 
Get some entrails
Find some guts
You must attach the strings to a yoke
To make it sing

◄ "Gurkha heroes are 'overwhelming' our town!" *

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Harry O'Neill

Sun 4th Aug 2013 23:50


I like the way the words `cow` `guts` and `yoke` end with the made-ness of `sing`

A `makes you think` poem.

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