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Article #818862Re: "Die, George Sulzbach," a poem by NancyGene
From: Michael Pendrago
Date: Thu, 02 Jun 2022 12:03
Date: Thu, 02 Jun 2022 12:03
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Die Stink, die. Stop stinking up the place Cover your ugly face With sod so foul that only brambles dare Take root atop its filth. Your grizzled hair Long home to ticks and fleas Shall be the straw where graveworms make their bed; The earth repels you like some rank disease The sun shines brighter knowing that you're dead And songbird choirs echo "Die Stink, die."
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