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Jen Tells a Strange Story
Number 4 of THE JENNIFER POEMS There goes a tear Jen There goes a tear. Brush it off not But let my tongue be at its service. Sweet Jen, oh Jen, tell me why weepeth thee? Be it a tear of joy or the lofties of depression. My humble paradise has always for thee searched But aloof has thy hesitation caused it be. ‘’Oh Gerald,’’ she wept,”how will I tell thee, how will I, When I am reduced to the rags of betrothal by savage laws? Despair not, despair not for there thy eyes water. Meek and innocent was I when the bangle shackled me by silver. In thy arms thee hold a queen, In thy tender heart a true queen therein blooms, But I beseech thee to listen- For by evil customs I be shackled to a village Chief.” Truth pierced through my young heart like daggers While my head rang like with thousand old drums. Whereforth I questioned man's iniquity As a sad tear crawled down my cold cheek. There I crumbled with despair, Here I found no repair As she wept in my arms Till it drenched in her queenly tears.
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