Meech Poems - Poems about Meech

...Wading upon the brine of a gloomy sea, Upon a floating dory, I sit above this forsaken deep A creation of shape-less matter, a liquid heap A shadowy taint covers all directions, no exit to flee ......

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...Do you know a people who was treated rotten? Do you still see those who are now forgotten With all the priests creeping, the agents acting all tweaky The feds are wondering what rewards will be re......

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