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First Line: You suit me well, for you can make me laugh
Last Line: Your brazen claws are staunch against defeat.
Variant Title(s): To Bernard Shaw: A Prize Bird
Subject(s): Birds; Shaw, George Bernard (1856-1950)


YOU suit me well; for you can make me laugh,
Nor are you blinded by the chaff
That every wind sends spinning from the rick.

You know to think, and what you think you speak
With much of Samson's pride and bleak
Finality; and none dare bid you stop.

Pride sits you well, so strut, colossal bird.
No barnyard makes you look absurd;
Your brazen claws are staunch against defeat.





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