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Prsonna Non Grata Poems
God we have appreciated and applaud; Is our Holy one who we love and laud, And we heard; His every word; Removed sins when from us were shod. Always remember what we did envision; We were determined to make a decision; God must choose, And never refuse; Had been done precisely with precision. To write poems do hope this will inspire, And must read my poems in their entire; Under one condition; Have a premonition; Become motivated and increase desire When I finally did decide to digress; Wish God removed all of my stress; He Had sent, Another hint; Come clean about way that I dress. Always would wonder how much room, We needed to house prophets of doom; While cooking, Were still looking; This had been transcribed on their tomb. We did discover many dips in a doodle, Which were being played by a poodle; Did extend, Hair on end, And he took a bite of my apple strudel. Jim Horn
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Book: Shattered Sighs