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Poetry Is Dead


by Jerry Ratch


I know he's got that

Shakespearean forehead

But what the heck

I got Bohemian balls

 

I got Bohemian balls

So to hell with him

Come live with me again

Come live with me instead

 

I know poetry's dead

But what the heck

So's God, it's been said

So come and live with me

 

Don't go blowin no holes

in my mind

Don't go putting no thoughts

In my head

You already said what you said

 

Don't go twisting

What I oughta know

It's only natural to doubt

Come live with me again

 

I got these Bohemian balls

So to hell with him

Come live with me again

Come live with me instead 

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