Delight in the swing, hazard the future,
will she or he take a fall, and the floral frame
garlands the aristocratic fad for the countryside
at the same time the voyeur looks up the dress
what to see a petticoat - how sad that the scene
has been compared like butter with margarine
with the swing in memory, its rusty and noisy
chain, the seat with I love whoever carved
with penknife into the wood, the thirteen year
olds acting tough smokes cancer and fucking
each other into years of benefit and low income
drinking cider and supping a lifetime abuse
as she pretty thing, swings into high ART
for the critic to appraise her gentle sex
to hazard a guess at the weight of his desire
by the theory and method, whereas the swing
in the local estate symbolises lack of amenities
she makes herself more amenable to the EYE
than the kid snotty trying her damn hardest
to get higher, higher and so much HIGHER.
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