Procrustes knew well what he thought and did
Made a bed, “one size fits all” it’s said.
Little did he know that his philosophy would be embraced
By those with such a liberal grace.
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She stood behind the counter, feet spread wide
Her hair neatly tied in a bun that the netting tried to hide.
Smiled when I entered, hands covered with sugar dust
So she wiped her hands on the apron. That she must.
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He stands there before us
Reading from a carefully scripted syllibus
As he proclaims for all to hear;
“While we have hope, no need to fear.
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The old clock don't tick no more
Since I got one from the computer store
New one just sat there by the bed
And glowed an off-colour red.
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In a faire garden put there for purpose without ending,
Stood some one hundred plus hives and their attending,
Populations of swarming bees,
Gathering honey from the surrounding plants and trees.
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Claiming superiority by Birth
Denying other's a place on Earth
A simple statement, among many,
'I won, ' in the face of the 'Enemy.'
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Seasons of the year
Make one’s memory clear
Of events favorable in the past
While sorrow’s are but trying ghost.
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Words and pictures on paper appear
To shape the sense of pending fear
Rather than report happenings as they occurred
Writers politicize with many a twisted word.
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Once was a green stretching through
The low lands lying to the west
A lush pasture that Thoreau would have embraced
As fit for man and nature to live side by side
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