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I'll burn down this house of poems and all the authors out on loan Make no plans about your book your words turn to ash and soot Burn down this hall of rhyme you have better things to do so don't you be a waste of time Watch the roar that will consume your phony dreams your pipe smoke fumes Hear the binders snap and pop every stanza all that rot Think of what you could have done if all those letters could be unrung Watch the floors collapse in pain these ruins remain hot until the rain Now get on about your way and don't twice about someday And for all it's shame let it burn down Burn baby burn in purifying flame
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May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 2:37 AM UTC
Burning down the house of poems
I'll burn down this house of poems and all the authors out on loan Make no plans about your book your words turn to ash and soot Burn down this hall of rhyme you have better things to do so don't you be a waste of time Watch the roar that will consume your phony dreams your pipe smoke fumes Hear the binders snap and pop every stanza all that rot Think of what you could have done if all those letters could be unrung Watch the floors collapse in pain these ruins remain hot until the rain Now get on about your way and don't twice about someday And for all it's shame let it burn down Burn baby burn in purifying flame
South-by-Southwest
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South-by-Southwest
75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
May 21, 2017
May 21, 2017 at 2:37 AM UTC
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