There Was A Poet Whose Only Reading Was Poetry - Poem by Shalom Freedman
There was a Poet whose only Reading was Poetry
Whose only work was Poetry
Whose only rest was Poetry-
There was a Poet whose only Life was Poetry
Who gave everything he had only to it-
This Poet totally lost in Poetry
Misunderstood totally the meaning of Poetry,
And so gave himself and everything he had
To the endless vanity of preventing his own inevitable extinction.
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