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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A BENT REVIEW: INSURRECTION Had rent on the coin of their mind Played them well to toil their mind Would've hid'n a nut so was it bent ? Could've sold them a remedy for their ment' Just got told was not all they meant Mette parsin ordered a weight To mete out a shilling that fuels At the plunge of a jungle called lounge Zombies to collect wotowoto saige At rest was the best human found; there was! Ordered! Yet got no penny but paid Tis' was a show like a cancer- canker! That bite to milk all mine away from well Yet left the well smiling in her dryness Whose fault? The pecked, fetched or fetter? Called thine lawyer; to act, served thee Bit upon bit soaked thine ribbon in reed To fasten thee to thine yoke but burdens Beaten but shalt thou not heap a cry As thine taskmasters watch bye like warlords Tilt to thine valley of pleasure, to no sight seen Visit thine vine dresser to no taste of liquor Abysmal to the Hades of all that never satisfy Yet quench not but furnace thine toil to a gloomy brim At thine confusion, thou clap for the clapse of thine oppressors When wilt thou wake from thine slumber Till when will a ransom be held for a rise To fist that never surrender to tyrant gladiator To brain ever conscious, impervious to perils Will thou only wake to stupor no more, oh dude! Think of now to then Think of then to now Think of now to there Think about there in the future The future you're about to sell out? You may not be in the future to reap You may only have a taste of what's like At a grip foretold since all of donkey ages At the loin so tight where it's outcomes pain Just think and think it over to take back your land!
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