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| Larry Fine |
'Bravo' and "Ah, look! I'd said, shortly after he'd been dead.
Mischief-makers everywhere & not a single one
who could tune a bow and fill eyes (mine) to tears and laughs--
well, nobody'd who'd said and done his job better or
sawn off an ear and scattered his straw-hair hung in shreds,
fighting back tears with difficulty as I'm sure they all did
when he'd been found blessed: not one could deny he'd been
felled at last, pitched forward as if thrown by a
punch or slap, twisting and turning and hopping on one leg
til he rested in a permanent chair & nearly reached
as far as the heart can, reaching mine. Give like a stooge, then
many straggling bucks (like puppet-hair) & then die
Give til you die, like Larry
