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When those too quick to judge and to deride, Critics, who like the wind blow hot and cold Extravagantly praise, bolstering pride, Turn to abuse to stop you in your stride. They are but loose leaves rattling in the wind, Never settle or grow foundation seed. Thrive on the swell and relish the rescind, ******* at life like leaches as they feed. Never court or please those who praise or curse, Ignore your critics as they soon disburse.
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
Critics (A Sonnet)
When those too quick to judge and to deride, Critics, who like the wind blow hot and cold Extravagantly praise, bolstering pride, Turn to abuse to stop you in your stride. They are but loose leaves rattling in the wind, Never settle or grow foundation seed. Thrive on the swell and relish the rescind, ******* at life like leaches as they feed. Never court or please those who praise or curse, Ignore your critics as they soon disburse.
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Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
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