The Poet to His Reviewer
It is customary to rave about poetry.
Why don't you?
You tapped the champion
on the shoulder,
country boy,
and broke his ankle.
Out crept my cowering mouse.
Beat it, you crummy beast,
before we're discovered!
Why don't you?
You tapped the champion
on the shoulder,
country boy,
and broke his ankle.
Out crept my cowering mouse.
Beat it, you crummy beast,
before we're discovered!
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