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AT SAM MCALLISTER'S GRAVE: 5 by DAVID WHEATLEY

First Line: BUT THAT DAY IN BALTINGLASS, THOUGH I TASTED MY BLOOD
Last Line: WHICH LEFT ON MY TONGUE AN INNOCENT SMUDGE OF BLOOD

Poem Sources:

THE SOUTHERN REVIEW, V36#2, SPRING/00.
  (2000)
 
MISERY HILL.
  WHEATLEY, DAVID
  (2000)
 



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