Found Poetry 414
10/24/20
Mr. Rust, please hold this gun to send it where it needs to go better if discharged from duty when you shoot it into soot because we have no more foot best to be stuck with knives that cut or thrust trust to slice meat and butter crust
This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.
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