I hurt so much from misery
with this pretentious side of poetry
that my zipper is up and I cannot see
when it's time to have a pee!

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Rabbits do it all the time.
They're gifted with rhythm and carnal rhyme
induced by the bump and primal grind
of being a slave to their one track mind!

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The WATER of life:


With this endless supply it's become a shame
and we are the ones who are to blame
unable to conserve or remove our stain
from precious clean water going down the drain.

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The AIR of pollution:


On our coffee break it's time to declare
a desire to receive some fresh air
but unfortunately we begin to cough and choke
from the hazards of having another smoke!

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The FIRE of terrorism:


Of this mission I'm blind to those who see.
My desire is at cost for a victory
and with this charge I make to see the light.
Your life has become my god given right!

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