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Poetry Critical 2.0

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Random Poem:

Poem to a bird I named "Larry"
Gnome

I write this poem down, but with a forced cause
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Writing with proper grammar, and proper English laws
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Keeping in mind all my past works, and their past flaws
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Such as a misplaced comma, or incorrect proverbial cluase.
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And so begins the poem
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I remember like yesterday, his black plumage and muffled caws,
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His sharp eyes pierced everywhere they looked, like his two, very sharp claws
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He donned on him a smile, and let out many devilish guffaws
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For in my grasp I had nothing to eat, and he found some Häagen-Daz
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"How jealous am I of that Raven, and his dish of Häagen-Daz
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But how satisfied" said I, "will I be when the day heats and his treat thaws.
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And I shall laugh at him, and he shall have to bear each and every one of my ha-ha's"
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And the Raven looked up at me, and smiled again, giving me a Raven's applause
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Whilst grinning, applauding, and staring, he held on with his jaws
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To the three scoops of life still withheld inside the container of Häagen-Daz
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And before he let go to lecture my logic with all it's quirks and flaws
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He brought attention to the moment with a literary device; the holy and revered pause
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"You see my friend", the Raven started "your previous claim has many flaws.
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What if I happen to eat all of this treat before the treat thaws?
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The logic you serve can only be supported by this one curious cause.
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Your source of satisfaction will only come at the expense of anothers loss"
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The Raven looked down once again to finish up his Häagen-Daz
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The he flew in much haste, leaving his waste, muttering "I must save another lost cause"
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And apart from the waste, there was a grin on my face, for the better man I knew I was
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For the richness of the moral I learned from the Raven I aptly named "Larry".
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