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There is a Pride in Poetry
There is a
joy in
jumping,
only the
Monkeys
can tell,
they have
a tie with
trees that
makes
their spirit
swell.
Their bond
with
Bananas is
a tale of
timeless
duet,
if only
monkeys
could tell
what
makes
their heart
so high.
There is a
pride in
poetry,
only poets
truly know,
they have
a way with
words,
what a gift
in glow.
Enslaving
men's
emotion
with
exquisite
expression,
yet no pen
or paper
can display
their
deepest
passion.
Poets are a
way-word
world,
whirling in
wisdom,
having
fixed
fashions
with
fragrance
of freedom.
The earth
is theirs to
plough,
play and...
pleasure,
with wild
words:
milk from
a muse
without
measure.
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