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Free Cee Pain I Disdain Made Plain
PAIN I DISDAIN MADE PLAIN Upon a road of crooked adventure ventured I With my words flowing from the forest to the naked plain Two statesmen and one stately lady censured I Claiming, perhaps correctly, that I was inane Upon a street that wound around a town I wound I had little in my pockets and even less of a chance Ties had me bound while unaware to where I was bound Tied to tumult and shackled to a circuitous circumstance I chose to meander down a meandering lane While my muscles made their misery very well known Too many people claimed I complained about a malingering pain But my aches were actual down to the very last bone On a rambling road I rambled down a wretched road While describing in detail my detrimental disdain No one carried me but I carried a heavy load While those people maintained that I must be insane I was strolling down some high rolling hills Whereupon three strangers accused me of commanding them toward crime I forced no one to do anything since I believe that cajoling kills Besides the fact that I had neither the inclination nor the time These people made their pertinent predictions perfectly plain I didn’t ask them nor did I need to know why They vowed I’d grow more insane from years of the pretense of pain But they’re all very wrong since I have only one year till I die © 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE….~.free cee!~
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