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DESPACHA,
QUE DISPIÉRTAN
Hurry up, they're waking, what's that in the dish?
A crooked crust, a rind of fat, perhaps a fin of fish -
Bellows up the fire, scrape the pewter clean,
We'll have a snack at midnight, be it fat or lean
Other
things they leave for us, the morsels of their lies,
The sour crumbs of cowardice, the love that they despise
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How we love to cook them and gobble them with grease
We render from their self-esteem, a gobbet if you please
Be
quick my broom is quivering, it wants to taste the air,
And also there's a dreamer here who dreams that he's at
prayer,
And if he should bestir himself he may take such a fright
To think he's had an evil dream - he might
So
let's prepare a meal of them before they think to pray,
Then all aboard, the night is black - straddle and away!
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NADIE
NOS HA VISTO
No
one's seen us, and the wine
Is deeper than an ocean, dense
As summer seas, as blood and brine -
No one sees us, drink at once
Drink
it more and drink it so
That all their casks will ring like drums,
Drink them till they're damp and shallow,
Drink them dry, for no one comes
Demon
dry as bones, as sticks
Dry and bloodless as we are -
When a beam of sunlight licks
The eastern wall we will go far
Across
the world, behind the wall,
Among the rafters, still and meek
Until the beasts of midnight call -
Wait! I hear the hinges squeak
Silent
laughter, it's a soul
Lapping at its drinking bowl
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LO
QUE PUEDE UN SASTRE!
Any
skillful tailor can
Make a stump look like a man -
Hooded warnings, stiffened arms,
Wood is all but it alarms
It
can buy and it can sell
Souls, they say, to bliss or hell,
Robe and rope around its waist
Curses cast for every taste
Hovering
behind the head
Devil birds and imps of dread,
There's a rider, legs astraddle -
Cacodemon on an owl
There's
a flock - a skein of geese?
Angels of an unfrocked priest
(Wings unneeded since they fly
Like the speckles in your eye)
Some
mistaken souls devote
Nine novenas to a goat,
Others make the demons laugh
Worshipping a golden calf
Even
wood can snare the heart
If it's dressed to look the part
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