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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365921" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Devil and Demon Park</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The girl that captured my heart, I knew<br>As Angela Dupree, <br>She stood at the centre of every group<br>At the university, <br>The comb in her hair was tortoiseshell, <br>Her necklace, crosses and beads<br>And silver bangles jangled her wrists<br>While her dress trailed lace at the knees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The hair that fell at her shoulders was<br>More silvery then, than grey, <br>She said: ‘It's a strange genetic thing<br>That came from my grandma's way! '<br>We went to the self-same English tute<br>But she barely spared me a glance, <br>She favoured the sweatier, sporting type<br>So I didn't stand much of a chance! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd watch her in the refectory<br>As she sipped her herbal teas, <br>But glanced away from the leering mob, <br>From their ribald jokes, and pleas, <br>As each of them tried to seize her hand<br>And vie for her every smile; <br>While soaking in their adoring spin<br>She basked in their wit, and guile! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They'd form a huddle beside the quad<br>With Angela at the core, <br>And pass the tokes with their feeble jokes<br>But kept their eyes on the door, <br>She came to the tutes all glassy-eyed, <br>And dreamed, not saying a word, <br>‘Til the tutor noticed, took her aside, <br>But I doubt if she even heard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She failed a paper on Rupert Brooke, <br>I saw the look of alarm, <br>She'd never failed an assignment yet<br>But I saw the tracks in her arm, <br>Her face grew troubled, her brow was dark<br>With the slide, already begun, <br>Down to the Devil and Demon Park<br>And on to oblivion! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I found her sitting alone one day<br>And sat right down by her side, <br>‘Your ‘friends' will take you to hell and back<br>But they're just along for the ride! '<br>She looked at me and she curled her lip: <br>‘So why would you even care? '<br>But she saw the love-light shine in my eyes, <br>As I caught the scent of her hair! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She wept, and muttered: ‘It's far too late, <br>I'm weak, and sick as can be! <br>All I can think is - how can I score? <br>Get rid of this devil in me! '<br>‘There isn't an easy path, ' I said, <br>‘But start by taking my arm, <br>I'll see you clear, though the demons jeer, <br>And I'll keep you free from harm! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I spent a week in her unit there<br>As she twisted, turned, perspired, <br>I mopped her brow and I gave her strength<br>Though she swore, and cursed, and cried.<br>There were times that she said she hated me, <br>There were times that she lay and wept, <br>She would suffer the fits of pain and cramps, <br>But there at the end, she slept! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd like to say that it all worked out<br>That we fell in love in the end, <br>But once recovered, she kissed me, said: <br>‘I will treasure you, as a friend! '<br>I was there when she married a banker's son, <br>Was feeling a tear begin, <br>But she saw me then, and she whispered, ‘Hush! <br>An Angel has just come in! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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