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THE STONE’S TALE

2
Apocrophal.

So the giants lay
With the sons of God.
The angels lay
With the daughters of men.
The daughters of men
Lay with the djinn.
The djinn lay with
The plants and trees.
And so were born
The hairy ones, poets
And artists, afire,
The wife of sky,
Husband of fountains.
The unprepared and unholy,
The gigglers of the back pew,
The inventors of rude verses,
The nose pickers, the sheelah na gig,
The preachers to foxes,
The sly ones, the back-door boys,
The holders of stiff little keys,
Of warm trellis vines
And sweet juices.
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