Poem 41 Revised

Twenty-six faces of toy soldiers
Lead laden pewter crows
Gutten’s fingers ‘cross the rows,
Forgotten industrial children
Scraped on paper, board and brow
Language of the fingers, stained
With every kerning fowl.
Gather now the icons kept,
The keys of copy-press
And write away a common phrase
Inked tedious express.

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