after Stesichoros
What did I say? Did I say that?
If I did I must have been
out of my mind
Here I'll set the record straight
for all to hear
You are not made of fire
but flesh and bone
and when one tries think of you
your face comes easily to mind
you neither went to, nor returned from, any town
anywhere in Asia Minor
you work in a grocery store
now
will you kindly undo these straps
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