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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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