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Robert Graves - The CupboardRobert Graves - The Cupboard
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Mother: What`s in that cupboard, Mary? Mary: Which cupboard, mother dear? Mother: The cupboard of red mahogany With handles shining clear. Mary: That cupboard, dearest mother, With shining crystal handles? There`s nought inside but rags and jags And yellow tallow candles. Mother: What`s in that cupboard, Mary? Mary: Which cupboard, mother mine? Mother: That cupboard stands in your sunny chamber, The silver corners shine. Mary: There`s nothing there inside, mother, But wool and thread and flax, And bits of faded silk and velvet And candles of white wax. Mother: What`s in that cupboard, Mary? And this time tell me true. Mary: White clothes for an unborn baby, mother.. But what`s the truth to you?
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