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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WAR IS KIND: 30, by STEPHEN CRANE Poet Analysis
First Line: Ah, god, the way your little finger moved
Last Line: Because of the way a little finger moved.
First Line: Ah, god, the way your little finger moved
Last Line: Because of the way a little finger moved.
AH, God, the way your little finger moved
As you thrust a bare arm backward
And made play with your hair
And a comb a silly gilt comb
Ah, God -- that I should suffer
Because of the way a little finger moved.
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