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7 Lymerix

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Lil' ice blizzard

Sent by a wizard

Casting a spell on the land

The ice was bold

Forming like mold

With flakes as hard as sand

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     I bought a bag of cherries

     In bleakest February

     To savor a summer flavor

     Picked by another's hands

     In distant foreign lands

     A literal fruit of labor

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"Oh ho, I'm so clever!

My intellect is better!"

Apparent to others who knew this

A thinker though dumb

They sit on their thumb

The clearest image of 'clueless'

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     Why yes, he smokes weed

     It's all that he needs

     And although he seems a fool

     He laughs himself silly

     And sings little ditties

     At least he isn’t a tool

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The person is sovereign

Like a witch at their cauldron

Stirring its mixture well

With no need to fight

They think with delight,

"The $tate can go to Hell!"

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     We refuse to conform

     To corporate norms

     Hedged by a billionaire stooge

     The tighter they grip

     The more we will slip

     Away from their poisonous spooge

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I want to dance

And go into trance

Embodying true expression

To learn what is real

And move what I feel

And make a lasting impression

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18 February 2021

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