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 |  Politically Incorrect Mutterings, Mostly I think it's poems so in with poems it goes |
| ...and you see something, somehow that puts a lie to all the rest I hoisted that sack of something up there for a while sequentially speaking They're self- congratulating, hear it? Hard to concentrate with all that cackling and barnyard noise amongst the elderly chickens trying to defeat the inevitable aging process No more. I refuse to prop that monstrosity of vanity up. I will read you quietly, at my leisure. I could nominate you You'll never know it was me Quick and painless Until It isn't. Learned from many mistakes...maybe I'll read your words and savor them I'll snack on bananas and apples ...besides the munching You'll never even know I was there... Just like a real author of a real piece, are you ...mine to enjoy I'll keep a lid on it this time. You won't be pushed forward ...by me today or ever  |
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