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I want to be a poet to pot and pet words Then I shall write in a font so bright and right About preachers, poachers,teachers and bloggers Then I shall say in black,red and white Of their blessings, dressing and preachings without dressing my words Then I shall sit and have a cup of cold hot tea plus another of hot cold water Because I shall have won in my play against words

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