Caroling Dusk/The Radical

For works with similar titles, see Radical.
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THE RADICAL

Men never knowWhat they are doing.They always make a muddleOf their affairs,They always tie their affairsInto a knotThey cannot untie.Then I come inUninvited.
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They do not ask me in;I am the radical,The bomb thrower,I untie the knotThat they have made,And they never thank me.

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