Emily Dickinson - They Shut Me Up in Prose lyrics

They shut me up in Prose As when a little Girl They put me in the Closet Because they liked me "still" Still! Could themself have peeped And seen my Brain — go round They might as wise have lodged a Bird For Treason — in the Pound Himself has but to will And easy as a Star Abolish his Captivity And laugh — No more have I