i should have guessed i would wind up here again in this dry waste land
but of course i did not i thought this war i fought so many times before was over
yet here i am unprepared and growing more fearful with every step i take
knowing my weak weaponless hands are no match for my enemy
i want to yell out for help but know it will fall on deaf ears
is this it i can not help but ask my self will i survive this hell
some how will i come up with a plan to wind up victorious
or will this valley be my final resting ground
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The other one just needed some small rewording, a rhyme change here and there. You needn't have scrapped the whole thing.
Even so, this one is pretty interesting, in my opinion.
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A: "No, you idiot, you don't get it, it's satire!"
B: "What's a tire?"
C: "What's this about clothes?"
A: "..."
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me's a poet dont you know it
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