Who said to the trout,
You shall die on Good Friday
To be food for a man
And his pretty lady?
It was I, said God,
Who formed the roses
In the delicate flesh
And the tooth that bruises.
Pisces
Ronald Stuart Thomas
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Poem topics: food, god, good, pretty, friday, lady, delicate, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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