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be done on or before the 4th
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I lay still on my back in quiet repose Ignoring the fly lighting upon my nose.
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To all of ou who may be concerned,
I wish to tell you what I have learned
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It was nearly time, almost - but not quite yet
As a lone dust devil swirled above the dirt street
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Live was never easy for dear, sweet Jane
Who arrived in Montana by wagon train
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He was known as a poet savant
In the café he was known to haunt
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Walking through the great gallery of the Diamond Run Mall
I spied a diaper clad monkey who was out of control.
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At the end of May with my son who is now grown,
I walked between monuments in a field of stone.
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Deep furrows plowed in the rich black loam Representing two days of hard work.
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I once spoke to you in ham-fisted lines;
Coarse, hoarse whispers of carnal designs
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Thundering from the public podium,
Ugly voice dripping with vast odium;
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Smoking cigars, drenched in over-priced booze;
The young groupie a respite from my wife -
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delicious lure
pollen clings to spindly legs
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I cannot say anything to make you change your mind.
Evidence has been manufactured to prove my guilt;
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Bodies ravaged by malignant cells,
Salt tears streak their grief-stricken faces;
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Gagging and retching, he hit the dirty floor
Stomach heaving he crawled out the front door
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I wish I had been able to feel your sweet love.
I don't know why my life was not meant to be.
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This is your conscience calling.
Let me extend you a hand
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In the old days sweet young girls had come to learn
Along with the bright young boys of the same age.
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My fellow Americans, how could you dare
Vote against political healthcare?
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I still remember my earlier life,
Strolling in green parks with my brother’s wife
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After the long night I awake
Unsure of my identity
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I have long been hunted by my nefarious foes;
A vast conspiracy fomented by the right wing.
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The Treaty of Fort Laramie granted the land
To the Arikara, Hidatsa, and Mandan.
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icy cold weather
slowly grinding mountain tops
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In a far, primitive part of the world
The automated computer drives whirled.
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Blessed is the kind and gentle heart Of the innocent little child;
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Ranting and raving masks their insecurities
As they spread hatred like a pandemic disease.
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The words well up within my feeble brain
Seeking an outlet or at least a drain.
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Never given to bold emotional displays, He had inhaled deeply of dry figures and facts.
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Each man had made the choice to volunteer;
To face the challenge and show no fear.
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