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Villanelle: O What a Way To Go They Say Locked In Lover's Arms
Villanelle : O ! What a way to go They Say locked in Lover's Arms O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms Damned he or she be to live curséd life alone Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms Lone bodies shiver in beds quothing inane psalms No body loses heat when both stoke flesh and bone O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms No Romeo with potion Juliet embalms Had not either to deep mock sleep stayed up immune Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms Some prefer the chivalrous spears of knights-at-arms Others prefer not to go at all all alone O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms Passion mounts the pressure on lonely hearts' dire charms The choice in these cases is either stroke or be-gone Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms The lesson here is simple : by the bed stock arms He who must go first may her shoot ere he is blown O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms © T. Wignesan - Paris, 2018
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