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While I ponder, here I sit Some say I am just a twit All their comments are just ____ Hurt? I’ll never show it. Look and find I have some wit I type and wear a baseball mitt Even though it does not fit My poetry won’t show it. Write me, please, I will read it. Review me now as you see fit My candle’s for you, that is kept lit, Take your time and read it. Bad responses? I will permit. Good responses? A better fit! Come on now, don’t be a snit You will be better for it.