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Kenneth Slessor - Crustacean Rejoinder
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TAKE your great light away, your music end; 
 I`m off to feed myself as quick as I can. 
 You`re perfectly impossible to comprehend, 
 I`m such a busy man. 
 Good God, haven`t you got a circumference? 
 There`s not a moment I can call my own— 
 My clocks, my keys, my wheels and instruments 
 And that fierce Ethiop, the telephone. 
 No doubt, it`s very charming out in the sun, 
 But there are other things, you know. In any case, 
 I`ve got no time, no time. There`s much to be done. 
 Thank God for this, my faithful carapace!
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