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When First I Heard Her Cry
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By: Peter Thompson
(School of Computer Science)
Competition Year: 2016 Votes (6) | Comments (1) |
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The polyphagic rat withdrew,
The sky took on a darker hue,
When first I heard her cry.
Beyond the childish games of chance,
Beyond the poet's fluid dance,
A silken nightmare broke my trance,
When first I heard her cry.
And though my heart was far from pure,
My twisted fingers far from sure,
I grasped the precious fruit she bore,
When first I heard her cry.
