The Appellant May Appeal - Poem by Ari Alsio
No sleep sleepless gets,
no any work must be for the unemployed,
there is no peace give restless
but fatigue becomes for weary.
No money penniless gets,
no house give for homeless,
left no satisfaction dissatisfied,
but the appellant may appeal.
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