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BARKEEP REAP ANOTHER ROUND FOR THOSE ROSES

Came then the snow
When winter made its way to woe
Came then the cold
And beckoned beauty my eyes would behold

With a lapse of loneliness was I by bemusement bequeathed
Bemused by a lady accused of granting far too much grace
With more than a tincture of temptation
And hair woven of libation and lace
Came she to me to say to me how wondrous winter can be
As windswept flakes of snow bounced upon and blessed the ground
While I soaked in her soothing seraph sigh and a sanctified sound
And each time she’d blink the snow would turn pink
While the roses required a requisite drink
The garden was jealous of the palette the lady did portend
Colors crammed with the kind of credulity chrysanthemums contend

But buds bow and become belittled by the wind
And wilted by weariness Nature seemed reluctant to rescind
Held hostage by the threat of what might be hurled down from the scurrilous sky above  
Held hostage as she holds hostage now my love

Came then the frigid weather
With love no longer a tender tether
Only snow below fallen from on high
And me to watch those drunken roses die
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