No Squealing Poem by His Homeynence Sir Peckerwood Ali III
No Squealing
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When I find myself reeling
In quest for insight, wheeling
Away from ventures dealing
With moronic virtue, stealing
My common sense, appealing
To wisdom often sealing
A lack of facts revealing
Cynicism concealing
Innocence absent healing
I turn to prayerful kneeling
With hope of soon repealing
Illuminations ceiling
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
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