If it wasn't for
A readily available
Supply
Of cheap paper
...
Having lived around the world
It is my observation that
The honesty of life
In the third world
...
The day is bright
Cheerful and sunny
Yesterday's rain
Changed to snow
...
Let us set forth
On the brawny sea
Let us stand
On the bridge head
...
They subsisted for millenia
On the land
Without harming it
Their way of life
...
Spare a moment of your time
To contemplate the fate
Of the Palestinian poet
Ashraf Fayadh
...
My great aunt Lizzy
Remembered reading about
The Battle of Little Bighorn
In the newspaper
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Having lost
His common sense
In some dark alley
Of unbelief and deprivation
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