NaPoWriMo Poem 17 Erasure

(Erasure of GULLIVER’S TRAVELS BY JONATHAN SWIFT Page 1-2)

 

People at his house, small of land,

Native yet neighbours born, dwelt

In the churchyard. Banbury, several tombs,

And Redrif left the liberty of carefully simple

Fault so distinguished that it became proverb.

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