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The worst nine words in the English language: 'Would you like to hear one of my poems?' Much worse than Hell, they make you seek refuge They'll clear a room in tens, fours, and tandems. But, then, who can say? The unlikely source Might just pen something meaningful and fine Not written in code, like something from Morse But words rhyming to free him from a bind. So why not grab a chair, sit down and hear What means so much to this poetaster Let him state his case, perhaps shed a tear Prove himself of Literature the Master. Who says the Angels, and God in Heaven Aren't pulling up chairs, too, for a listen? |
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