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I Remember

Written by: Stevie Smith | Biography
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 It was my bridal night I remember,
An old man of seventy-three
I lay with my young bride in my arms,
A girl with t.
b.
It was wartime, and overhead The Germans were making a particularly heavy raid on Hampstead.
What rendered the confusion worse, perversely Our bombers had chosen that moment to set out for Germany.
Harry, do they ever collide? I do not think it has ever happened, Oh my bride, my bride.



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