TITLE

All the Members of My Tribe Are Liars

PUB. DATE
May 1977
SOURCE
New Republic;5/28/77, Vol. 176 Issue 22, p30
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The article presents the poem "All the Members of My Tribe Are Liars," by John Fuller. First Line: Think of a self-effacing missionary; Last Line: To be a missionary.
ACCESSION #
23297960

 

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