Chicory Specs
Yonder grow the Chicory Specs,
that glow between the eyes and flower.
Greater is their glow admired,
that faces show their pride and power.
Scattered on their stems like ladders
pulling them apart.
Relaxed to see your eyes appending.
No better face of art.
While breathing cool to vent them in.
Their hearts too cool to touch.
Lo Chicory specs to feed your soul.
No hunger quite so much.
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