'Stick no bills', the wall said
The camouflage of colors but it displayed
The agonized passer-by on a dirtier street
Blame him not for his lesser skills
Teach him little and he will teach you back more
My state, my region, my country he shouts
And the poor wall keeps crying at its plight
O Hell! my countryman puts up a poor fight!
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