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1. At the beginning of the performance,

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djverab [1.8K]2 years ago

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Answer:

At the beginning of the performance, according to the speaker, April showers her with kisses.

Explanation:

The given question refers to the poem that is sometimes titled Prologue (Grime mix) by Patience Agbabi, a British poet and performer who especially emphasizes the spoken word. Her poetry deals with many societal and personal issues, with racial and gender identity being the most prominent. Her work is highly praised, and she became a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature in 2017.

The poem in question begins like this:

When my April showers me with kisses

I could make her my missus or my mistress

but I’m happily hitched – sorry home girls –

...

We can see that, at the beginning of the performance, April showers the speaker with kisses.

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