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Shaken Unstirred
A twice a two ton quantity to strain
Of qualities of mercy self contained
It rested somewhat royally for years
Enthroned in hearty comfiture of tears
A tribute to the reigning god above
In shards of unrequited love
Blest twice or thrice or was it four
Before it spilt onto the floor
A flood of rhyme in timely spacing words
Bursting at the seams on wasted nerds
Who spend their lives in endless recitation
Finding meaning so demeaning
Without any hesitation
And finding as they wallow
It gets ever hard to swallow
Why Lawd o’mercy me
It’s so absurd
Copyright ©
Donald Meikle
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