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Pang Xiong Poem
Inspired by shall I compare thee to a summers day (Sonnet 18)
Shall I meet thee on a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely than my usual mate.
Rough winds do shake your darling buds of May,
But summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of Helen shines,
And often the shade of my deception dims;
But Helen’s keenly watching sight declines,
By chance, or God’s allowance of my whims.
But thy infernal summer shall soon fade
And lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
And death shall brag thou serv'est as his maid,
Thine face shall host eternal lines that grow’st
So long as man can breathe or eyes can see,
So shall fair maidens congregate to me.
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…Money…in a voice that rustled.
No sir, I do not have any money.
How about getting a job?
…Change…in a voice that creaked.
Sorry sir, I don’t make the rules.
How about running a campaign?
…Help…in a voice that trailed.
Sir, how do I do that?
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inspired by some poem that's 100x better than this one l0l
water water everywhere
and all the dishes in the sink
standing in my underwear
unsure what to think
why am I doing this?
in the sink that is full of grime
why am I forced against my wishes?
surely this must be a crime
water water everywhere
why, water is flowing on the floor
the dishes are done, over there
but this is your problem, I'm out the door
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inspired by and shamelessly ripped off of "Easter, 1916" by William Butler Yeats
I have heard from hushed voices
Of connections new and old
Underneath the light of the candle
About the table we were told.
About the retribution through blood
Brought on by discovery
Through a night in the pub
From a disillusioned companion
Around the fire at the club
A terrible beauty had been born
The revolution has begun
Where the motley was once worn
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