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52 A Song of Many Pitches When all is joy, the laugh is wide Shared with loved ones by the side, Where there is little to hide And so much to pride. The news hits like a hammer on a nail Causing an enormous wail, Accompanied by drops like eager rain, That attempt so vain. At times it be high in pitch Like the wail of a bitch Making the throat itch As though it required a stitch. Sometimes it be low, lame Like a man defeated in his game, Full of shame For bearing part of the blame. More times a heavy sigh, The silent cry with many a why Of the going of one with hopes so high Left without a final goodbye. 15/11/04 ...

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