Poem by David Herbert Lawrence

Self-Pity

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself. 

1. He-Goat
2. She-Goat
3. The Punisher
4. In Trouble and Shame
5. To Women As Far As I'm Concerned

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