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thetinkler
Canadia Poetry is my life, and I have no life
A boy, A young boy, Candy, A van. Look at that Old man, That Old man Sam, Bring the boy into his Van. No Candy, Just a man in his van named Sam
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 9:12 AM UTC
Child Thoughts
Mlasphemer, Blasphemer, God is our voice. Forget the New Testament, He who walks behind the rows, Mestify, to Testify.
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 9:07 AM UTC
Do mot Blaspheme
A Word. A Phrase. A Number. A Gaze. No Freedom. No Time. No Fun. No Rhyme. Our Minds. Our Thoughts. Are Shaped, And Bought. Eradicate.
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Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 9:03 AM UTC
Education