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My Pencil
Oh pencil, my pencilWhy do you hide, I have a work for you:Take me on a creative the ends of the earth we shall roamWith no boundaries in Israel we ...
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Russian Roulette
The chamber spins, round and round, A clicking noise the only sound,The sigh of relief,A joyful song,Sung by his sighs,To a heavenly throng.Round and round the chamber goes, Something is ...
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Argument of the Fried Brains
"What light through yonder window breaks"Is not what I want to hear.Why in the world must I learn this fool:The Englishman called Shakespeare?His leading men seem quaint and gayWith fancy ...
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Poem of Baj
***Not sure if this is the correct poetry forum, but I figured that it's telling a story so I put it here. Also, the word "Baj" is an acronym for ...
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Automaton
Barriers are down; the morning bird calls. This is me I am meeting for the first time in five long years. I am vulnerable. The Automaton is dead the human ...