| Poem to a bird I named "Larry" |
Gnome
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I write this poem down, but with a forced cause | 1 |
Writing with proper grammar, and proper English laws | 2 |
Keeping in mind all my past works, and their past flaws | 3 |
Such as a misplaced comma, or incorrect proverbial cluase. | 4 |
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And so begins the poem | 5 |
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I remember like yesterday, his black plumage and muffled caws, | 6 |
His sharp eyes pierced everywhere they looked, like his two, very sharp claws | 7 |
He donned on him a smile, and let out many devilish guffaws | 8 |
For in my grasp I had nothing to eat, and he found some Häagen-Daz | 9 |
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"How jealous am I of that Raven, and his dish of Häagen-Daz | 10 |
But how satisfied" said I, "will I be when the day heats and his treat thaws. | 11 |
And I shall laugh at him, and he shall have to bear each and every one of my ha-ha's" | 12 |
And the Raven looked up at me, and smiled again, giving me a Raven's applause | 13 |
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Whilst grinning, applauding, and staring, he held on with his jaws | 14 |
To the three scoops of life still withheld inside the container of Häagen-Daz | 15 |
And before he let go to lecture my logic with all it's quirks and flaws | 16 |
He brought attention to the moment with a literary device; the holy and revered pause | 17 |
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"You see my friend", the Raven started "your previous claim has many flaws. | 18 |
What if I happen to eat all of this treat before the treat thaws? | 19 |
The logic you serve can only be supported by this one curious cause. | 20 |
Your source of satisfaction will only come at the expense of anothers loss" | 21 |
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The Raven looked down once again to finish up his Häagen-Daz | 22 |
The he flew in much haste, leaving his waste, muttering "I must save another lost cause" | 23 |
And apart from the waste, there was a grin on my face, for the better man I knew I was | 24 |
For the richness of the moral I learned from the Raven I aptly named "Larry". | 25 |
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