Punier Poems - Poems about Punier

...Once again the cat was in the cradle and I didn't even have a silver spoon, my master always at work leaving me with this loon, always standing there stiff like with those sticks, yesterday my to......

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...In some sense, I am mighty me, and in many others, I am puny me, its bad that mighty me, seems to dominate, making that puny punier, those who want me to be puny, do not even ......

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