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The Choice
by Robert William Service

Some inherit manly beauty,
Some come into worldly wealth;
Some have lofty sense of duty,
Others boast exultant health.
Though the pick may be confusing,
Health, wealth, charm or character,
If you had the chance of choosing
Which would you prefer?

I'm not sold on body beauty,

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Men Of The High North
by Robert William Service

Men of the High North, the wild sky is blazing;
Islands of opal float on silver seas;
Swift splendors kindle, barbaric, amazing;
Pale ports of amber, golden argosies.
Ringed all around us the proud peaks are glowing;
Fierce chiefs in council, their wigwam the sky;
Far, far below us the big Yukon flowing,
Like threaded quicksilver, gleams to the eye.

Men of the High North, you who have known it;

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Statutory Rape Of A Symbol
by Rosa M. Pardo

Painting of a shield claiming by its honor
Because of dominoes effecting Murphy's law?
Statistical analysis and the law of no return
The graph and GNC taxes ballowing -looking on-
Waiting for the right moment
To guide chaos into organizational thought
Money-cash rolls, notes and tender without bowels
Plastic money for the poor
And credit cards for the rich
Educate your children with tech-schools

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Autobiography
by Nâzım Hikmet

I was born in 1902
I never once went back to my birthplace
I don't like to turn back
at three I served as a pasha's grandson in Aleppo
at nineteen as a student at Moscow Communist University
at forty-nine I was back in Moscow as the Tcheka Party's guest
and I've been a poet since I was fourteen
some people know all about plants some about fish
I know separation
some people know the names of the stars by heart

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The Martyr
by Victor James Daley

Not only on cross and gibbet,
By sword, and fire, and flood,
Have perished the world’s sad martyrs
Whose names are writ in blood.

A woman lay in a hovel,
Mean, dismal, gasping for breath;
One friend alone was beside her—
The name of him was—Death.


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THE CORE OF CURRUPTION
by Richie Kharis

Some cry so loudly for this strange thing
Some fight with all they’ve got for the same thing
Some dream of it but haven’t seen
Some believe they will have it while they live on

A thing so powerful and so evil
A thing that turns the gentle into pride
Something so peaceful and arrogant
A thing that makes the humble command


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Everyones problem
by Morton Litwack

Bills, Bills, Bills
They're Starting to Give Me the Ills
We have to Pay
Whatever They Say
And Watch How They Empty our Tills

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Get Your Head Out of Your Ass
by Randy Johnson

You're a woman who has beauty but not much class.
What you need to do is to get your head out of your ass.
You only want a man who earns a million or more each year.
You rejected a man who's a janitor because you disliked his career.
The problem that you have is that no rich man has ever asked you out.
When I tell you that you're going to be an old maid, I have no doubt.
You are also poor and that is why rich men don't want you.
Many of them are just as superficial as you are and that's true.
If you and they could realize that rich people and poor people are equals, the world would be a better place.
Get your head out of your ass, being rich doesn't make people superior and believing that it does is a disgrace.

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ACROSTIC OF A REFINED SELF
by Jonathan Tafreg

Enlightenment is essential in overcoming
Darkness which is the most scariest and
Ugliest of all that obscures human
Character and personality whereby
A man who trades wisdom for
Taboos and a bag of idiocies
Is as useless as a curse and
Omen that stands before the prosperity of the
Nation.


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I'm In Jail Because of My Wife's Breasts
by Randy Johnson

Even though my wife is somebody who I love and adore.
She decided not to let me touch or see her boobs anymore.
Every time I wanted to see or caress them, she said no and I would cry.
She wouldn't let me anywhere near them and she told me the reason why.
She said that I couldn't see or touch them because I'm poor.
She said that I could see and touch them if I got rich but not before.
But I've always been so poor that I'm destitute.
Last month, I decided to rob a bank to get the loot.
I was caught by the cops after they shot me in the dick.
I knew that I would go to jail, I knew that I was licked.

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