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Am I the Rat poet From an ossuary of ages Whose words scurry Along blind tunnels Am I the Rat poet Locked in counterfeit cages Whose letters wander in deficit With a majestic malevolence Am I the Rat poet Exposing counterfeit confessions Of plagued and decaying text Who hears the sounds of burning books Am I the Rat poet Who writes what you despise Yes, Yes, Yes I am the Rat Poet Can't you tell by my listening eyes
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May 18, 2012
May 18, 2012 at 5:06 PM UTC
The Rat Poet
Am I the Rat poet From an ossuary of ages Whose words scurry Along blind tunnels Am I the Rat poet Locked in counterfeit cages Whose letters wander in deficit With a majestic malevolence Am I the Rat poet Exposing counterfeit confessions Of plagued and decaying text Who hears the sounds of burning books Am I the Rat poet Who writes what you despise Yes, Yes, Yes I am the Rat Poet Can't you tell by my listening eyes
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May 18, 2012
May 18, 2012 at 5:06 PM UTC
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