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Click hereKiddo,
listen up
before you
bang your drum
to tear down skies
that heeds no master
before you
falter and trade
your granted parade
for a bittersweet taste
of adventures unheard
before you
live too many ticks
on credit karma clicks
in the limelight
of others
before you
steal my worn down
sand and sewer soaked
bloodstained boots
walk a mile
in your own
damn shoes
first.
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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you'll fix em, it's a minor thing, but the poem is a delight--direct and almost breezy sounding and yet so definite. :)
and get those fixed. Because those typos aside, it's an interresting idea, written with both style and wit. "credit karma clicks", I like that.