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CECILY by CALE YOUNG RICE

First Line: SHE HAD A LAUGH
Last Line: VILE -- THEY'RE VILE!'
Subject(s): GRIEF; HEARTS; LAUGHTER; WOMEN; SORROW; SADNESS;
She had a laugh
That took Joy by the hand
And made it dance tip-toe.
And her eyes danced
Till laughter out of Grief
Would overflow.

Wild as a spot of sun
Upon a windy day
Her heart was, . . .
Ever at play!

@3Was,@1 did I say?
Well . . .
In a padded cell,
Three hundred sixty-three,
She picks the sunbeams now
From off her knee,
And flings them from her and cries,
'Vile -- they're vile!'



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