Melodie Corrigall

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September 14, 1960 by Melodie Corrigall

those who are better business men
than I
offered a price
4 my country

they called it by a longer word
than sold

but what are words
when the well runs
dry

~ Melodie Corrigall

Originally published in: West Coat Review

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