rnaitha Chiisfian -Biittanxj Blankenship-
(An imitation
of "RichaicI
Whenever Martha
We
Coiq" bq Edwin Arlington Robinson)
Christian walked
somewhere
children on the sidewalk looked at her.
Oh, she was flawless from boots to glossy hair; Her wool coat could'vc been a cloak of fur.
And And
she
And And
she was pretty
was always perfectly at case. was always tactful when she spoke. Her smile was like a golden summer breeze, Bestowed so kindly on all us winter folk. she
in a
modest way
smarter than those standard-scoring
tests.
Her very aura made us, everyday. Wish that we were only half as blest.
So on we worked for work - but never play And built our mansions huge to store our stress.
And Martha Popped
a
Christian,
pill to
one golden summer day.
silence her success.
photo by Matthew White
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