Shapes of Clay

by Ambrose Bierce


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CONVALESCENT


CONVALESCENT.

"By good men's prayers see Grant restored!"
Shouts Talmage, pious creature!
Yes, God, by supplication bored
From every droning preacher,
Exclaimed: "So be it, tiresome crew--
But I've a crow to pick with _you_."

 

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