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The Gazette
Each morning folded, crisp and creased,
a herald from the printer’s press,
with ink still warm, the news released
in columns trim and tidy dress.
a herald from the printer’s press,
with ink still warm, the news released
in columns trim and tidy dress.
It speaks of edicts, births, and laws,
of ships that sailed, of debts unpaid,
of weddings hosted without flaws
and treaties signed, decisions made.
of ships that sailed, of debts unpaid,
of weddings hosted without flaws
and treaties signed, decisions made.
A patient witness, page by page,
to all the noise a town can make—
the quiet scribe of every age,
the record neither sleeps nor breaks.
to all the noise a town can make—
the quiet scribe of every age,
the record neither sleeps nor breaks.
So let the world spin on, untamed;
the gazette knows, the gazette names.
the gazette knows, the gazette names.