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THE BAD LANDS, by                    
First Line: The bad lands raise their lovely shoulders
Last Line: As harmonies unsung.
Subject(s): Prairies; South Dakota; Plains


The Bad Lands raise their lovely shoulders
In mounds of mystery;
Bare labyrinths of chalk-clay boulders,
Devoid of greenery.
The blue and primrose, violet blended,
With cinnamon and gold,
Of crocus colored hills upended,
Deep fold on purple fold,
Were marvelously wrought and fashioned
When life was crude and young,
In pageants of art, impassioned,
As harmonies unsung.





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