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The Dream

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

0.5316 − 0.4718i

Drawing the boundary…

Take Him, Jolene!

by Richard

0.5507 − 0.4379i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

Each poem scrolls on its own, so the two texts stay beside each other.

The Dream

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care;
Foolish am I to think about it,
But it is good to feel you there.

Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking,—
White and awful the moonlight reached
Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere,
There was a shutter loose,—it screeched!

Swung in the wind,—and no wind blowing!—
I was afraid, and turned to you,
Put out my hand to you for comfort,—
And you were gone! Cold, cold as dew,

Under my hand the moonlight lay!
Love, if you laugh I shall not care,
But if I weep it will not matter,—
Ah, it is good to feel you there!

Take Him, Jolene!

by Richard

Please, Jolene, take him from me,
Make your move and set me free,
He's got no dream, just drags his feet,
Can't keep a job, or cook a sick treat.
I'm tired of his lazy whiny ways!
Wanna see the sun with brighter days…

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene,
I’m begging you, take him off my hands,
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene,
He’s a burden I can’t stand.

Your pretty face and charming ways,
Would do well to keep him at bay.
He’s clingy, needy, and oh so weak,
A weedy nerd, a total freak.

Take him, Jolene, I won’t be sad,
You’d be freeing me, and that ain’t bad.
I’ve got my eyes on someone new,
So Jolene, it’s time he’s stuck with you.

He’s got no chest, and can’t lift a weight,
Leaves dirty socks, and never stays up late.
His whining voice drives me insane,
So Jolene, take him, please don’t refrain.

He’ll bore you with his Star Wars chat,
And can’t even cook, imagine that!
He’s always broke and always late,
So Jolene, save me from this fate.

Jolene, Jolene, you’d be my queen,
If you’d take this man, sight unseen.
Set me free, let me find my way,
Take him, Jolene, and save my day.

So Jolene, you see my plight,
Endless nights I've had to fight.
Your help would be a gift so grand,
Please, Jolene, lend a helping hand.
One last time, I'm asking you here,
Take him away, make it crystal clear.

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