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Quandry Poet

All my time is laying on my laurates floor I've written my poems and don't have much to show Those books don't appear to be useful I've played my secret passion and eat my buffalo wings I've got few Anthology's to please my peers it don't ring true, part reciting them from Lands End when a Poet goes out before Lunch

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