Aunt History and Yeats

No one knows how to converse
There are monsters in the streets
Ogres plan
To burn the orphanage
Back in the day
Aunt history
Drank tea with Yeats
He told stories
A dead crone
Washed a dead child
In the middle of a river
And the moon
Behind clouds
Came and went
As it does tonight

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