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They are packaged neatly in this form for you
Just so you know I disdain it, this form you choose
Forever keeps me guessing at how I'll lose
Guess on says you, guess again says I, cause 

Weakness betrays this poet, and it betrays the
Exhibitors of kindness.  I see your weakness
Punctuated at the end of a sentence.

Slays a dragon and steals the treasure to repent,
That's what this warrior did, i'll never conform
To your form the way you'd like. Devil may 
Come a nockin on yer door dear though if
Ya strike.  Strike me down with your disdain
But I'll come back and I'll always complain.

I disdain your little form, and at last I punctuate this with a storm!
For is it not the antithesis of the way I feel?

This poem will refuse to relocate itself, but It will infuse itself in your memory' in the hopes that you will find it very, very, very grammatically incorrect;

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