PoemPermanent catalogue Work

I Hold All Women

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Category
Darker Moods
SectionPoetry for Friends

Opening lines

I hold all women are a gang of tramps;Where hermit men hold sway I’ll pitch my camps.I trust no more a flimsy, fickle skirt;I loved a woman and she done me dirt.

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