Six Tailgaters
Inquisition
You perished, in a toyland, of surprise?
Well, that explains why you have staring eyes.
Postscript
She was angry; and, when the headless goose
Ran off she saw its feathers turn to puce.
Vista
Where this high cliff joins the deep sunlight I see you
Floating far beneath me in the bayou.
Saint Joan
She was no snowy witch, but young and turning
Into a piece of ash while she was burning.
Not to Worry
See how the shaggy thing turns back his ears?
Note how he bares his canines as he nears.
Too Late to Worry
Then, suddenly, the fearful news was brought:
The grizzly that escaped had not been caught.
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