Something A Poet Might Say...

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Melendez

At the Start
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Having gorged aplenty on Natures bountiful provision
I watch those final morsels
Swirling, Drowning, Bestenched
Robbed of their vitality, their life-giving essence
As they make the final journey.
 
I hold no court with the vileness of human weakness
Nature does enforce its own wrath for this indulgence
My tale is more base than those with mongrel intonations
Who meekly pass before their peers in humiliation
Though the dreams of those who would associate with them
May follow those reviled morsels to their resting place
 
How many times must I tell you not to talk while you're eating? Now clear that mess up, you mucky pup, and take it out to the kitchen. :angry:
 
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