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The confusion of Confucious
Thought of the days I just clutched to whatever I had and left
The elusive nature, conclusive ignominy I was
None the elegy I portray bereft
An entity magnanimous to anacondas in jars
But who said my mind was putting in a state of elusion?
Delirious calamities falling beyond
Dirge is the word I adore to go by
My art it is beyond the craft I had to rebound
I’m beyond the generation many think am ecstasy-by
By what? Questions rouse compromise, ruffle feathers a little clip
Flip my cart has to be an art as I voluptuously go ‘round
Just gone yoked fore of the untidy encapsulation
Blasphemy the dough I never Elvis Presley dog hound(sic)
Hating dirt forewarned ‘gainst the oblivities of the modern encaptions
Of the dreary world I thought I bequeathed by my terrier’s injured round
My Mama’s des Floundres
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Doqz Wemaskiri
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