Supriya's Banter
”Why O’ why, I feel disheartened ‘n dispirited, I hole up, snivel, sob ‘n cry
He was a stranger, how can he rattle me so, unsettle my earth ‘n my sky
Extraneous ‘n expendable his existence, he was left to rot, left high ‘n dry
Had a lesser god devised his world, a lesser mother birthed him perhaps, I sigh”
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