bagenda remmy Poems

Need we identify them as leaders?
Or must adress them as fortune-hunters,
But why no dub them parasites,
Yes, parasites that lean upon we
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Death
Restless, fearsome
Flapping, splaying, smashing
Fountain of sorrow to captives on
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YASIMINE WAS A FINE-SHINING LASS;
THAT LADS WERE MESMERISED ON SHE IN MASS.

WITH HER GLITERING SKIN SMOOTH LIKE BLUEBAND,
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