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Poet's
Test |
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Sean
July 8th 1996 |
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Gather up your scribbles chose just one |
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Glean out pristine verbage till harvest done |
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Chip away any pretense and posture so |
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Let
the meter from inner heart flow |
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Shed the flurry frills and foppish phrase |
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Focus on reason banished and spirit craze. |
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Question why we brag in furry absolutes |
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Plant your best plots in earthly roots |
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As years race past new youth springs |
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Who really should care what name brings |
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Poet dress and redress hardest social ills |
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No
one magic potent lives or kills |
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Each in their cell prison hard molded
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Yet sail free prayers our course embolded
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One step from madness just slightly tame
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Forego the false applause forget about fame
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Tempted by the tributes rise in class
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Real
truth is branded what an ass |
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Liars will always steal quote words sweet
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Consider life a test you never beat
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Light fires and toss best verse in
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Full moon should pass in humor grin
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Rewrite that same point shriveled to ash |
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What was uncovered in fervent clash?
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Think
then twice before you cast the lash |
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Who
did you harm in that frenzied dash? |
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