SKY LINE - Prescott Hoard Poems

 
 

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SKY LINE
A workman climbed a lofty tower,
      None beside him being able;
Gripped and struggled half an hour
      Binding up a broken cable;
Paused to glimpse the toy-house town,
      Spat, swung outward, and came down.

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