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AN ARABIAN APOLOGUE
Across the sands of Syria,
Or, possibly, Algeria,
Or some benighted neighborhood of barrenness and drouth,
There came the Prophet Sam-u-el
Upon the Only Cam-u-el—
A bumpy, grumpy Quadruped of discontented mouth.
The atmosphere was glutinous;
The Cam-u-el was mutinous;
He dumped the pack from off his back; with horrid grunts and squeals
He made......
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I couldn't rhyme this feeling of despair, It's a tarnish like none other, a convulsion of my nature, Unconsciously I contrived, This feeling of despair, To be so very near, I looked for god under its shadows, I jabbed and stabbed, How could a god so near, Have me famished for his love and fear, Alas I found, Man is meat and despair is hound, Cunning days leave me counting, Passing hours fueled with longing, Sonorous shill of my heart I deplete, For under all this abhor, I have f......
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