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Have apes to dance,
To smell romance
And cast their demons away?
With virtuous hearts,
Where minds impart
New morns lift clearer every day.
And with the fall of dusk
Night does what night must,
poets pens come out, some play.
Who rue man's decline,
To view natures design,
And muse at cosmic ray's.
On land or at sea,
Writers chant how spirits dance.
Apes can't write p----y!
Poetry.
To smell romance
And cast their demons away?
With virtuous hearts,
Where minds impart
New morns lift clearer every day.
And with the fall of dusk
Night does what night must,
poets pens come out, some play.
Who rue man's decline,
To view natures design,
And muse at cosmic ray's.
On land or at sea,
Writers chant how spirits dance.
Apes can't write p----y!
Poetry.