Did you come back exhausted
From the crowded stores of life
With nothing in your hands
Did you sample a few grapes
And run your sticky fingers
Over an old book or two
Did you argue with the clerk
About the exorbitance of silk
Discarding several dresses
With a flick of your gold wrist
Was your laughter haughty and lewd
When you saw your lover with another
Did you get to the part
Where she hurls her heart
At Aphrodite's feet
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