(idea) by everyone Fri Mar 16 2001 at 2:41:38

Stephen Crane 

                 Ah, God, the way your little finger moved
                 As you thrust a bare arm backward
                 And made play with your hair
                 And a comb a silly gilt comb
                 Ah, God - that I should suffer
                 Because of the way a little finger moved.


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