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Apr 2010
People often ask me about my favorite poet
Let's see if you can guess
He's nothing like the coventional ones
Or even any of the rest

Everyone who saw him knew his name
For he said it a million times
I laughed everytime he opened his mouth
For he'd always speak in rhymes

He was even so famous he was on tv
And you can still see him today
As long as there's a word called "syndication"
They'll never take him away

Sometimes he was seen as a trouble maker
As he often hurled his rocks
But somehow, he would make his escape
For he was always as sly as a fox

He came to town to find him a woman
But somehow, would always fail
He'd leave the town broken hearted
After spending a night in the jail

Your time is up, Have you figured it out?
It's time to tell you at last
"It's me it's me Earnest T, I can see you but you can't see me"
I'm talking about Earnest T Bass
Written by
Larry B
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