EPIC   POEM
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The   park  that w's  here
the  bench belonged  to  park
there w's  a   Rose  plant
and    the  fresh  blossom there  !

Young  lover  - smart
plucked  the  rose  betwixt  nails
pinned it  on his  lover's  blouse
and  she  too  so  overwhelmed
slid  down  on  his  eager  lap

And  a little  later
the   rose  with  petals  too
shriveled  dry  unto  death
on her     young   bosom !

Neither  any  aftermath  tale
nor  history  or  posterity  , any time
did  announce  or  record :  who
paid    really  how  much
on  that  Stage  or Alter
of  LOVE  itself !
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transliteration  now :  by  HGT.