Biblical Vermont and New Hampshire
Where did the love of God go
When I slunk into Canaan
In the middle of the night
Like an unowned mangy cur
What kind word was said
As I walked through Lebanon
Pressed like oil from an olive
Through the crowd in a blur
Outcast, unclean, pariah
Through the streets of Jericho
Even the crazy guy on the corner
Had only curses and a slur
I do not shrink, nor fill with sorrow
Rather I alternately smile and sneer
Biblical Vermont and New Hampshire
I gather and nodding concur
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