The absence of our food demands respect,
Food on the plate differs, acting like deeds
Of cows and children of cows often enough.
These bereaved people are found steaming
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Compare the crocodile to the beach,
One is golden, the other ugly;
It feeds on your intestines when hit,
But beaches follow a pattern of discovery
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The old words are like ‘yes’,
But old is old when gold and ancient;
Silver slivers to the tongue
As oldness breezes past with automatic
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To work in the system you ensure a marking scheme,
The british public outweigh the huger bosses
For smiling improves in the course of time,
Since the support is more solid than golden premisses.
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When downwards encumbered everything,
A man on a slope was fatigued,
As sly as pennies from a purse,
Like the winds of heavenly springs.
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I know a wish to stagger streets one time,
Stimulating desires to fold in with lust.
The pad of letters manages mighty darts
Of meaning internally minding us with their dare.
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I love you with the dying of wrong,
If I never met you, a death would result.
I wouldn’t desire the lad at the lawn,
The lasses are all not for me.
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There are three gifts
We should donate to
Shadows of our progeny,
As ghosts walking the lands
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Live the ingredients you cook,
Give age a rest for all eternity.
For loss of food and gain of health
Exceeds preliminary understanding,
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Life is about the same worlds
Working in unison and joy,
To wait for triumphant behaviour,
I accept this life with so many lives
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