There Is Within My Happenstance

Music: Let Now the Harp
Sequenced by Barry Taylor

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There is within my happenstance An unshed innocence, Not rare among those buttercups Whose sun is fueled by shame. No matter what the circumstance, My heart must hie me hence, For all the quince of Nottingham Is squandered in my name. Extant there are no photographs Of who or what I am, For they were in the sandwiches We ate one moonlit night. Instead my mirror must reveal The marmaladed ham That lies atop the tabletop And stuffs itself with light. Ay me! What might I do that might Undo my unfelt pain? My life must gorge on life, and yet I sorrow for my mice. Ay me! The cherubs hunger as My goods are shipped by plane. And I must dance with polar bears Across the shrinking ice.