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by Jean Valentine We met for supper in your flat-bottomed boat.I got there first: in a white dress: I rememberWondering if you’d come. Then you shot over the bank,A Virgilian Nigger Jim, and poled us offTo a little sea-food barker’s cave you knew.What’ll you have? you said. Eaves hung down,Bamboozled claws hung up from theContinue reading “Dream Barker”