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Learned or learnt not to quit                                                                                        
The poetic -eth how do you putteth it                                                                         
Words to understand where one comes studying                                                          
Attaining archaic word blessings                                                                                 
History not to be re-abused                                                                                             
A gift from above must be used                                                                               
Archeologists dig deep to find wisdom hidden                                                                  
While forces today spay paint truth  forbidden                                                               
Study true so not to go astray                                                                                          
A word may not be sentimental  today                                                                              
To say it may be a perverted dressing                                                                             
May be even decayed all together a scheme                                                                
From truth to advert men's minds deems                                                                           
The etymologist  may not quit                                                                                        
One should use his wit                                                                                                    
Let us not error the word writ                                                                                         
For treason they languish                                                                                              
but One day a perfect language                                                                                        
Who loses propaganda wars                                                                                       
Tomorrow’s children future chores                                                                                    
Through time and riff                                                                                                 
Reading graffiti as hieroglyphs
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