The learned Dons of Oxford
Have invented and refined
An efficacious compound;
Love Potion number nine.
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Short is our tenure
on this beautiful Earth.
As brief as the grass
In winter's cold breath.
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That night was cold,
The wind was biting.
All over Ireland
the snow was falling
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Pressure intense
around my head
and shoulders.
I am pushed
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I love the Macadamia nut
dipped in dark chocolate for me.
I enjoy a good cup of Kona
from those islands across the sea.
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I walked this campus in my youth,
forty years ago today.
The air is sweet from recent rain
here on the quad lawn where we played.
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I've listened to their speeches.
Read their termite riddled planks.
They're unlikely to dethrone Barrack-
A pity, Mitt is no tom Hanks.
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Much of our literature
has come from his pen-
or was He a She?
I can't say I ken.
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The face that spoke of suffering
is now, forever, still
The torture done,
Her race is run,
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The 'one percent' are tired
dealing with the unwashed masses
who harass them on Wall Street
while mostly sitting on their asses..
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