No sé quando yo escribi este, pero yo escribi mucho ejercicios de la español de la escuela secundaria (Si tú preguntas lo que significa, tú has perdido lo que significa de la poesía.):
Long, short
Brow & cylinder shaped
Disfigured by their cuts
Yes, it is . . . a Lincoln Log
Hours of joy
All crumble down in a second of frustration
But to all thing, there are outsiders
How do you deal with the roofs, the chimneys?
They don't belong
Yet they are essential
Like the crazy old guy at the end of the bar
Many Joe Blows cannot make up a single bar
The crazy old guy is the glue
Completing the scenery
Just as Millard Fillmore would have wanted it
You can’t let life happen to you; nor can you plan your own life. Just listen and observe to what the world puts in front of you, and respond accordingly.
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