The Well
1.2 million shillings
Copper to Constance when the wishing well utters
Miracles are for the kings
The well runs deep
O’ Magdalene Mothers
1.2 million shillings
Bright eyes and gums and cheeks
The fecundity of another
Miracles are for the kings
Crowns are for killing
Save royalty for brothers
1.2 million shillings
Tears fall from half of me
The rippleless well reflects some other
Miracles are for the kings
It’s you I sincerely see
Ne’er a body plundered
1.2 million shillings
Miracles are for the kings
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S. C. Huddleston
Storyteller. Husband. Fur Father.
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