Welcome, grinned Henry, welcome, fifty-one!
I never cared for fifty, when nothing got done.
The hospitals were fun
in certain ways, and an honour or so,
but on the whole fifty was a mess as though
heavy clubs from below
and fromâ€”God save the bloody markâ€”above
were loosed upon his skull & soles.
what was you loafing of
that fifty put you off, out & away,
leaving the pounding, horrid sleep by day,
nights naught but fits.
the opening decade contravene its promise
to be as bad as all the others.
there something Henry miss
in the jungle of the gods whom Henry's prayer to?
Empty templesâ€”a decade of dark-blue
sins, son, worse than you.
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