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With your
prior
sought
permission,
of my
remaining,
exercisable
esteemed
might,

i have
to say
you drive
me nuts,
with the
games,
that you
constantly
play,

and
the trouble
that i get
into,
for the
words
that
eventually
fall out,

of this
fallible
human,
that you
constantly
put,
in a
deceptive
array of
dismay,

you
ought
to know,
that i
blame
you,
with all
my heart
and soul,

for the
intense
pain,
my random
verses
probably
cause,
the great
poets
of all times,

who
always
had muses
that
were
so worth
their
pursuit,
inspiration
and time,

as well
for this
court jester,
who writes
in words
that are
neither poetic
nor follow
any framed
rules,

but
who still
always
holds you,
above
any other
existing,
or
ever existed
soul
inspiring
muse.

————

Vidur
15Jul17

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