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POETRY by Walter Wangerin, Jr.

For the Twelfth Night Sing softly the cherries, Red, red, sweet and good; Sing apples and oranges, The cinnamon food. Dance swiftly the cider, Spin more than you should; For liquor and laughter Will lighten your load. Declaim the roast turkey And riddle the sauce; Potatoes are stories Of fortune and loss. Pipe merrily carrots, Drum beets till they bleed; They root down to darkness Who started as seed. Oh, candy the greetings You give to your guests; The wassil…
Walter Wangerin, Jr.
December 16, 2011