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I shall delete my existence says the dead man
	No more do I breathe	
	No more shall I rant
	Although often I recant

I shall delete all my poems says the loud hen
	No more am I here
	I shall disappear
	Like a child with tuque over head

I shall rescind my tantrums says the dead man
	No more death for me
	For it was plainly to sobering to be
	Back to pen, oh so hypocritical of me

I shall come back using other names says the Hen
	No more logical than the other dead man
	I am the judge of the poetic world
	The laws must be according to childish wee me

We the little men who bicker and whine
We are united, our immature prettiness shines
The poetic soldier who mocks old ladies
Does he not know tiss he who is insanely crazy?

The crow will squawk his cranky banter
The songbird will fly to a more harmonic tree
The Hen will cluck and twitter and rant
All the McVillians with feathers it seems
Flocking together, oh the birdbrains do scream!

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