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of all God’s creatures, still all air and nerve: you were in our twenties, and I, once hand on glass and heart in mouth, outdrank the Rahvs in the heat of Greenwich Village, fainting at your feet too boiled and shy and pokerfaced to make a pass, while the shrill verve of your invective scorched the traditional South. Now twelve years later, you turn your back. Sleepless, you hold your pillow to your hollows like a child?! our oldfashioned tirade loving, rapid, merciless breaks like the Atlantic Ocean on my head.【篇三】經(jīng)典的英文簡(jiǎn)單詩(shī)歌賞析 Mama, Come Back Mama, e back. Why did you leave now that I am learning you?