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poor modest soul

by all means

go forth and

proclaim to the streets

in a high voice

what an asset you are

to the world

 

show them how to do things your way

er, the right way

 

remind us of all the good deeds

you have accomplished

for we are certainly liable

to forget

 

and lastly

conclude by giving us list of

all the virtues that you posses

 

and i will add

that modesty is not one of them

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May 13, 2010
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