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The Concourse Poet
The concourse poet,
It's either I or me,
They're both the same,
Is this off-key?
Strings of ones and zeros,
To the highest bidder,
Digital recordings,
Couldn't sound much better.
Although,
In spite of,
Indeed,
Of course,
Think the best,
And reinforce.
Meet the gargoyle,
From Notre Dame Paris,
Do you look like him?
Are you embarrassed?
Words,
They're not like albinos,
Language has color,
To its writers we say bravo.
Copyright © 1999 - 2024
Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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