There are one hundred and one famous poems
Sitting upon my shelf leather bound
Its yellowed pages have not been turned
In forever and a day
I come across Dante Gabriel Rossetti and his Blessed Damozel
Looking for my page, looking for my age
and I laid his poem upon my couch and wept.
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