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By anthony Date: 2005 Jul 19 Comment on this Work [[2005.07.19.13.13.7405]] |
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Something from my heart is not to be laid out and cut apart or critiqued as or as not art And freely I'll express it It may be simple and mundane It may reflect or sound the same as every second Hallmark Card you find upon a WalMart shelf Well damn, I'm WalMart through and through A Limerick, a bad joke too A cough, a scratch, a spit, a yawn A shiver- stretch, a smirk with teeth So throw my poem in the trash and laugh about it to your friends My heart will go on where it wants, express its love, and reach its end |