If there will be everyyear
poetry competition in far cities and near
what i want to make it clear
my poems wouldn't be here
to fill the heart with cheer
and make happy every dear
and my enemies verysad
and not being sorrowful for what i had
for losing fingers
they would not be without publishers and singers
, , , , , , , , , , , it makes me glad to think of seeing an expert one
and sorrowful tosee dealings how will be done
far fromallkinds of help andthe way of cheer
who see thefar or near poet that shed tear
life is not only sad or bitter story
life is a short or long way
shows itself in night and day
, Ihave seen many people with f
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