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We Are Oxes

We Are Oxes

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Beat me, Rae, Carter, we are oxen

Whip us as many as we have no mouth

We have no eyes and have to go South

Pulling a part of life so barren.


Blame for the light, too, under the cart

Yet, you Mercy: even night is dark

Moonlight looking a twinkle as a lark

Then two are merry in yoke-start.


Hungers allow not pulling a foot

It is ours that try we much

Guilty not yours is only a suit

That wishes to go are ours and such.


Hungers adown in wishes you know

So, fill potency as living we bow.


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