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A Mood Apart Poem

A Mood Apart Poem By Robert Frost,

Once down on my knees to growIng plants,
I prodded the earth wIth a lazy tool,
In time wIth a medley of sotto chants,
But becomIng aware of some boys from school
Who had stopped outside the fence to spy,
I stopped my song and almost heart,
For any eye is an evil eye
That looks ill on to a mood apart.

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