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HATTIE (Ode) by Nicholas Monson

O, dearest lady, You curvaceous beast! Thou, whom Nature has adorned With spills of flesh, Forgive me, I, who once did mock Your ocean thighs, Your porpoise arms And wind-swelled cheeks Your rubber dingy breasts! Forgive me, For I did not dream I'd on you float Or in you Sink and drown.

Nicholas Monson 4-Dec-02/6:12 AM
Send me your postal address address and I will send you a photocopy of an article I wrote (published in the Daily Telegraph) about my ten week stint with the great man.




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