Legs hold a torso away from the earth
And a regular high poem of legs is here
Powers of bone and cord raise a belly and lungs
Out of ooze and over the loam where eves look and ears hear
And arms have a chance to hammer and shoot and run motors
You make us
Proud of our legs, old man
And you left off the head here.
The skull found always crumbling neighbor of the ankles
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