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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SAM, by M. G. WILLIAMS
First Line: Sam hurls waste paper into canvas bags
Last Line: Hiccups that shake his rippling dinner-box.
Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Work; Workers
First Line: Sam hurls waste paper into canvas bags
Last Line: Hiccups that shake his rippling dinner-box.
Subject(s): Labor & Laborers; Work; Workers
Sam hurls waste paper into canvas bags
And runs the vacuum over Brussels rugs.
Sam coats a cuspidor to shine with rags,
Rubs bright and tarnished brasswork while he shrugs
His rounded shoulders in a rustic grace.
He is a noisy child of fifty-two;
His eyes grab for you from a pudgy face:
The stage where thought has not a chore to do.
Sucked into toil's waste bag, this awkward actor
Is grimacing that he may win applause
From owlish men who should not call him cracked or
Tap their temples. When Sam has time to pause,
He wonders, blots a wistful tear, and blocks
Hiccups that shake his rippling dinner-box.
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