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The Sophist

Bitter Republic of Woe

Social Insurance Warrior

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Gord

Backhanded

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wawangida

Man

No collection

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Mary Steffen

Dreamers rise

Mary's poems

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Mary Steffen

Stallion on run

Mary's poems

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Gord

Brownies

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The Sophist

There Goes Another One

The Joy of Bagels

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Gord

No Braggo

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Mary Steffen

Going on

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Bitter Republic of Woe by The Sophist

The Sophist

Social Insurance Warrior

Bitter Republic of Woe

A bitter republic weeps out "woe is me,"
Holding on to hopeless baffling beliefs,
Nothing is sacred if it won't fill their needs,
Yet when they're finished, they stay on their knees,
Speaking aloud "Sir, I want some more."
Straight from the movies without saying please.
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