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    Sad neighbors originate from a sourceless echo;
    An empty judge wants for a compassionate soul.
    His miserable longing…keeps intense association,
    ‘Cause bitter revenge demands social protection.

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    Sad neighbors originate from a sourceless echo;
    An empty judge wants for a compassionate soul.
    His miserable longing…keeps intense association,
    ‘Cause bitter revenge demands social protection.

    Serve man’s noble selection–a helping of backtalk;
    And prevent his endeavor…to starve a fickle walk.
    Ease around narrow ignorant tables…with a rumor;
    Provide a mean social course–a malignant tumor.

    Perhaps a subject places man…for bacon and eggs;
    Digesting with his painted plate…for a crafty edge.
    Each careful maneuver dips his substance of habit,
    To smear on polish…as the wealthy may declare it.

    Repetition is a message of a valid infamous opinion,
    For dinnertime reoccurs daily–a routine dominion.
    Spread over-time, to displeasure his wild attempt,
    For damned paranoia executes the ultimate crimp.

    An honest degree, a compelling plea will finally rot;
    Bacon and eggs will relinguish with the money-pot.
    Oh, the displeasure of pleasure from a social heart;
    Not all dishy plates afford the money pleasing part.

    Man bears the prison of his pleasureable sentence;
    Underestimating the value of a beautiful existence.
    Jealousy protrudes from his sick wirey mind of pain,
    As he accuses a distant kind of pleasure–to blame.

    Balance takes patience with the merits of wisdom,
    As the sourceless echo rings a neighbor’s freedom.
    Want of compassion…takes an empty judge apart;
    He’ll never survive a bettersense…without a heart.
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  • Somebody sapped a cranky
    old chap, taking
    a nap beside the
    water gap.

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    Somebody sapped a cranky
    old chap, taking
    a nap beside the
    water gap.
    His wallet was snapped up,
    in his nap, while
    he slept near that
    ole gap.
    ‘Cause, he heard a tap in
    his nap, by
    some chap near
    his cap, on the shore
    of the gap.
    The old chap looked
    for a sap, who
    made the tap in
    his nap.

    But…by a rude tap awakening…

    There was no sap near
    his cap, to make
    the tap on the
    water gap.
    His wallet was snapped, was
    no doubt, but there
    was no sap on
    the gap.
    The old chap re-looked,
    and found the sap with
    a tap,
    who snapped his wallet,
    in his nap.
    Near his cap was
    the sap of
    a chap,
    who snapped his wallet
    as he slept, on that
    old water gap.
    So, who would doubt, …or think
    of the sap near
    his cap?
    The very sap who looked
    for a chap on the
    water gap;
    he zapped his cap…over his wallet,
    and made the tap
    in his nap.
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