Ginsberg Is Gone
The fantastic
writings
of Allan
remain
but he is gone
do you remember
seeing him?
He traveled the
world in search
of the perfect
poem
The waters of the East River
still flow
and the old
Gotham city
still stands
tall
Do you think you would like to
join in on the
parade of poets?
Well pick up
a pen
and let your
thoughts appear
on the page
We're waiting to hear from you!
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