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You've made your bed they said
now you must lie in it lean
down the length of it sink
through the half of it mind you find
rest in it now that you've settled it
stop finding fault with it thread
after thread

Now that you've
made it you'll mark it stake
timbers up top of it drag sails
round the mast of it carry the flag

Bound in the brick of it pressed
in the print of it stitched
down the seams of it tucked
up on top of it held up for half
of it mind you keep right of it
stayed sleepless and squared

Jacquelyn Pope

Harvard Review

Number 43

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