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When you tell mama	A
you are going to do something great	B
she looks at you	C
as though you were a window	D
she were trying to see through	C
and says she hopes you will be good	E
instead of great	B
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When you are five years old	F
you spend the day in the Gardens	G
The grass is greener than cabbages	H
and orange lilies	I
stand up very straight	B
and will not curtsey to the sun	J
when the wind tells them	K
Only pansies bow down very low	D
Pansies make little purple cushions	G
for queen bees to stand on	L
Bees	I
have brown silk hair on their bodies	I
If you are careful	M
they will let you stroke them	K
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The trees over the marble man	N
catch up all the sunbeams	I
so the shadows have it their way	O
the shadows swallow him up	P
like a blue shark	Q
When you scoop a sunbeam up on your palm	R
and offer it to the marble man	N
he does not notice	I
he looks into his stone beard	S
When you do something great	B
people give you a stone face	I
so you do not care any more	T
when the sun throws gold on you	C
through leaf holes the wind makes	I
in green bushes	I
This thought makes me very sad	U
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Jude has eyes like tobacco	D
with yellow specks on it	V
and his hair is red as a red orange	W
Jude and I	X
have made a garden in the field	Y
that no one knows about	Z
We creep in and out	Z
through a little place	I
where the barbed wire is down	A2
We lie in the long grass	I
and crush dandelions	I
between our two cheeks	I
till the milk comes out on our faces	I
We hold each other tight	B2
and the wind tip toes all over us	I
and pelts us with thistle down	A2
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Jude isn't afraid of shadows	I
not even of the ones that have eyes in them	K
And he can look in the face of the sun	J
without blinking at all	C2
Hush don't say sun so loud	D2
The sun gets angry when you stare at him	E2
If you peek in his glory windows	I
he spreads into a great white flame	F2
like God out of his Burning Bush	G2
till you put your hands up on your face	I
and tremble like a drop of rain upon a flower	H2
that some one throws into the fire	H2
and then	I2
the sun makes himself small	C2
the sun swings down out of the sky	X
littler'n a star	J2
little as a spark	Q
little as a fierce red spider	H2
on a burning thread	K2
and then	I2
the light goes out	Z
shivers into blackened bits	I
You hold on to a wall that whirls around	L2
and the gate is a black hole	M2
You grope your way in like a toad	N2
that's blinded by a stone	O2
and mama puts on cold wet rags	I
that get hot soon	P2
Hush don't let's talk about the sun	J
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When you pass by the ditch where Janie is	I
You run very fast	Q2
and look at the other side	R2
Jude says Janie did love me	S2
only she couldn't forgive me	S2
and that you can love people very much	T2
and never never never forgive them	K
so we poked a stick in the bottle green water	H2
But only weeds came up	P
and an old top with the paint washed off	U2
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Jude and I	X
wave to the new moon	P2
curled right up like one gold hair	V2
on the bald head sandhill	W2
Mama peeps out the window and smiles	I
She thinks	I
I am playing with myself	X2
Run Jude run with the wind	Y2
but hold my hand tight	B2
or the wind	Y2
looking for some one to play with	Z2
will take me away from you	C
Wind with no one to play with	Z2
cooees the orange trees	I
stay at home orange trees	I
have to nurse oranges	I
greeny gold	F
Wind shouts to the grass	I
run away grass	I
tugs at its roots	I
but the earth holds tight	B2
and the grass falls down	A2
and wind boos over it	V
Wind whistles the bees	I
bees too busy	S2
with taking home stuff out of flowers	I
won't look back	A3
bees always going somewhere	V2
Only Jude and I	X
heads over shoulders	I
watching all roads at one time	B3
run with the wind	Y2
going to nowhere	V2
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Jude and I	X
were weeding our garden	J
when we heard his whip	C3
must have been a new whip	C3
to cut off dandelion heads at one swing	D3
He was the kind of boy you knew when you had Celia	A
with nice clothes on and curls	I
crawling about his collar	H2
like little golden slugs	I
and his man was leading his horse	I
I wish I hadn't run to meet him	E2
If you hadn't run to meet him	E2
he mightn't have trod on your garden and said	K2
Get out of my field you dirty little beggar	H2
he mightn't have struck you with his whip	C3
How the daisies stared	E3
I hate daisies	I
stupid white faces	I
skinny necks	I
craning over the grass	I
I said It is not your field	Y
and he struck me again	I2
But he didn't make me run	J
His hand	F3
smelled of sweet soap	G3
he couldn't shake me off	U2
but his man did	H3
Funny how the sky fell down	A2
and turned over and over	H2
like a blue carpet rolling you up	P
and the grass caught at your face	I
it couldn't have been spiteful	M
it must have been saving itself	X2
Hot road silly wind playing with your hair	V2
The road smelled of horses	I
I only got up	P
when I heard a dray	O
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Mama has sung ba ba black sheep	I3
and put a chair with a cloth on it	V
between me and the light	B2
But the clock keeps saying	D3
Dirty little beggar	H2
dirty little beggar	H2
Some day	O
I will get that boy	J3
I will pull off his arms and legs	I
and put him in a box	I
and hide the box	I
under the bed	K2
I wonder	H2
will he buzz	I
when I take him out to look at his body	S2
that will have no arms to whip me	S2
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Mama drew my cot to the window	D
so I can look at the stars	I
I will not look at the stars	I
There is a black chimney	S2
throwing up sparks	I
and one tall flame	F2
like gold hair in a blaze	I
I know now	K3
what I shall do	C
I will set fire to him	E2
and he will burn up into a tall flame	F2
he will scream into the sky	X
and sparks will fly out of him	E2
he will burn and burn	L3
and his blazing hair	V2
shall light up the world	M3
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Before he hit me	S2
I knew he was going to	C
I thought about Jude	N3
I thought if he'd fight	B2
but he shriveled all up	P
he lay down like a fear	O3
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Mama never knew about Jude	N3
You always wanted to tell her	H2
but somehow you never did	H3
You were afraid she'd smile	P3
and say he wasn't real	Q3
that he was only a little dream boy	J3
because the grass didn't fall down under his feet	R3
He is fading now	K3
He is just lines like a drawing	D3
You can see mama in between	S3
When she moves	I
she rubs some of him out	Z