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Saving Grace

Upon his saving grace I bred, Who bought my pains with the tears he shed; In tears and torment of thorns and thistle He wept and died in a cursed, cruel castle Where he bought my pardon with his blood

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 6/3/2010 8:46:00 AM
Interesting word-play my friend.... I liked your poem very much.....:JP]
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Date: 6/3/2010 4:49:00 AM
Interesting interpretation.. rgds WN
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