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Joan Fuster

quinta-feira, 7 de novembro de 2013

Poema de amor

Tripped a beauteous maiden (1990), Boyd Rice & Friends
Down a winding pathway in a garden old
Tripped a beauteous maiden, but her heart was cold.
Came a prince to woo her, said he loved her true.
Maiden said he didn't, and so he ceased to woo...

Came a perfumed noble, dropping on one knee,
Said his love was deeper than the deepest sea.
But the winsome maiden said his love was dead,
And the perfumed noble accepted what she said...

Came a dashing stranger, took her off by force.
Said he'd make her love him.
And she did,
Of course...
Might is right (1890), Ragnar Redbeard


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