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April 25, 2008

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For me, the line "who never die" has a note of horror to it. No exit. Not a good thing. So, I finish the poem thusly:

Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born โ€“
Endure a lone Eternity
Of longing for the Tomb โ€“


With all apologies to Saint Emily.

I like it! Thank you very much, Rachel's friend.

I'm no poet, but this looked like fun. I took a similar view to Rachel's Friend, but felt it more personally...

Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born,
Are rare creatures: gold nuggets panned
From a river of dirt.

But who wants immortality?
A gilded brooch to wear
On a preening cocktail dress breast
Twice, thrice a year at most,

A butterfly pinned for show? No,
I'll float in the water,
Swept downstream with everyone else
To a last resting place.

Why not?

Fame's Boys and Girls, who never die
And are too seldom born โ€“
Better to go down - dignified -
where nobody can call you crone -

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