Will soon surprise this boring world
With my huge money and high poetry
Though yet not that I fully achieved
Nor is now my massive concrete deed
But my longed and desired puffy air
To my unbuttoned soul non-stop I feed.
Many a thing more attractive I wish to do
But a great poet before my simple name
And a tag scripted, printed generously rich
Would make me glad and highly pleased
As a well written poem connotes merit
And legal money denotes right brain
I keep them both in condition following
As a man of epic merit and real intelligence
But I know inside and know it very well
My deed is still unsuited and is in wanting.
Desiredair
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