Best Burl Poems

craftsman selects wood
beauty awaits creation
centuries of use...

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Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! He said. 
I looked around, my face quite red.
Who was talking? I looked around.
“Down here, Woman! I’m on the ground.”

This crazy looking brown beetle was talking to me? 
I tried to find something else, but it was definitely he.
I am...

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