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The Web Poetry Corner - M A Heathcote - A magpie calls

A magpie calls


M A Heathcote

A magpie calls into my shuttered room
He feels the cold January bloom
But I care not that he is feed
Long as mine rhyme breaks the bread
Who cares if our feathered friend lies dead
Or weather these solemn words
Are ever written or read.

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