Leon Agnew Poems

This is a portrait of Nolmeroy.
He lived a bit, and died a bit,
And when he lied, he cried a bit,
But never found himself annoyed,
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The flowers are blooming
The sun is sweet
The bell tower's booming
And you're in heat.
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There are times in my life
So abundant with strife
That it seems I could never go on.
Sometimes in pain I sink
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There's my little monster,
My personal favorite,
Nailed to the wall.
See how it writhes?
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The road not taken
Is not the road I chose
The ones who take the road not taken
Always seem to lose.
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The lair beyond a secret door
Is nothing I've not seen before
A dirty place of rock and earth
Glowing from a golden hearth.
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Happy, happy, happy, happy,
All the smiling day.
Happy, happy, happy, happy,
Smile my life away.
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Will you let us lettuce here?
Plainly, and for all to hear,
Simply, and for all to see,
Will you join and make it three?
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Every time, I blame myself.
Even though your sins are many,
I still blame myself.
I guard you with my enthusiasm
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The pumpkin's blossom
Is forever bright
It floods the senses
With God's holy light
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