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And so some of you judged, approved and decided
And I had to oblige, for some were elated.
They raved at all the poems, felt they were a good read
And so I naturally, their craving had to feed.
The poems remain just as before,
As such, minus the metaphors.
Whether on "sol" or treading soil,
Neither "rime" or rhyme had to toil.
They glided in lively quatrains
As they once did from eyes to brains
And the warm feel the leave behind
Is for you, my dear folks to find...