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About This Poem
The Pen parody
I was angry with my master
And it led to a disaster
I was angry with his spouse
So I went all through the house
And I water'd every square
Of every patch of carpet there
Then I summed it with a smile
And left an explanation pile
And my presents grew each day
While my master was away
The deeds I'd done began to reek
Before the end of the first week
They finally got home to find
All the gifts I Left behind
They sought me out and then
Quickly whisked me to the pen
Parody of "The Poison Tree" by William Blake
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