Covetousness
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out back of the barn
I watch you hitch a wagon
to the fine draft mare
your last harvest bought
'tis I would be behind her,
had I seen her first
(and had I a cart)
while you travel in comfort,
I ruin my good feet
why should she be yours??
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Written: 10/28/2018
Contest: Seven Deadly Sins
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
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