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Carl Sandburg - Bones
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Sling me under the sea.
Pack me down in the salt and wet.
No farmer`s plow shall touch my bones.
No Hamlet hold my jaws and speak
How jokes are gone and empty is my mouth.
Long, green-eyed scavengers shall pick my eyes,
Purple fish play hide-and-seek,
And I shall be song of thunder, crash of sea,
Down on the floors of salt and wet.
          Sling me . . . under the sea.
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