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A Saucer holds a Cup

 A Saucer holds a Cup
In sordid human Life
But in a Squirrel's estimate
A Saucer hold a Loaf.
A Table of a Tree Demands the little King And every Breeze that run along His Dining Room do swing.
His Cutlery -- he keeps Within his Russer Lips -- To see it flashing when he dines Do Birmingham eclipse -- Convicted -- could we be Of our Minutiae The smallest Citizen that flies Is heartier than we --

Poem by Emily Dickinson
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