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Angry Poets

Do I hate Walt Whitman...No
I never heard of his tolls

But I came in contact with his withdrawals
and he is an ass that could use menthol's

Back in time
people didn't pry

He tried....
but also hoped the sun would bring a Nile
-of truth about a spiral

The water runs more than miles...
-but this is all about the smile's

So people become wild...
and barbarian
and filed

Oh why do they think of a child? 

My child wouldn't say beguile...! 

But the apes might agree that you are mild! 
-filled with the kind
blowing gas outta the behind

Riding other people's minds
to the lake,
and then back to the blind



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