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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ripe Fruit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Through eyelet holes I watched the crowd<br>Rain of confetti fling;<br>Their joy is lush, their laughter loud,<br>For Carnival is King.<br>Behind his chariot I pace<br>To ean my petty pay;<br>They laugh to see my monster face:<br>"Ripe Fruit," I hear them say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I do not laugh: my shoulders sag;<br>No heart have I for glee,<br>Because I hold aloft a hag<br>Who grins enough for me;<br>A hideous harridan who bears<br>In crapulous display,<br>Like two grub-eaten mouldy pears<br>Her bubbies on a tray.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ripe Fruit! Oh, God! It's hell to think<br>How I have drifted down<br>Through vice and dice and dope and drink<br>To play the sordid clown;<br>That I who held the golden key<br>To operatic fame,<br>Should gnaw the crust of misery<br>And drain the dregs of shame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What matter! I'll get soused to-night,<br>And happy I will be,<br>To sit within a tavern bright,<br>A trollop on my knee. . . .<br>So let the crazy pipers pipe,<br>And let the rapture ring:<br>Ripe fruit am I - yea, rotten ripe,<br>And Carnival is King.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508613" data-title="Ripe Fruit de Robert William Service" data-description="Through eyelet holes I watched the crowd Rain of confetti fling; Their joy is lush, their laughter loud, For Carnival is King. Behind his chariot I pace To ean my petty pay; They laugh to see my monster face: "Ripe Fruit," I hear them sa..."></div> </div> </div>
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