.Then it was dust in Illinois
a small boy
After an afternoon of carting
dung hung
On a rail fence
a sapped thing
weary to cry
Dark was growing tall
He began to hear the pond frogs
All calling on his ear>
They were calling on his ear>
with what seemed th.
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