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Awry Grows The Rye
When God's green grows
it's rarely in rows
.. awry grows the rye
.. unruly the rose.
Freely wind blows
Unstraight..river flows
Unchained.. fire glows
rarely in rows.
to Rosalie Cohen Quine
and Sharan Freundschuh
Atak who have never met
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first posted on Yahoo Groups
Fri Jan 7, 2000
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