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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

a poem I made a long time ago just for the sake of it. I dream of recruiting the misfits in one big family.

The weakest fool,

my favorite tool,

useless to the likes of you,.

the strongest mind,

I must decline,

not taking from my precious time.

Be n o sheep, don't be so weak,

when taking on my mind.

It's you I seek, so join my fleet,

follow this devil's signs.

Submitted: March 07, 2010

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Pirate Bug

Really good. I liked it....MPB

Tue, March 16th, 2010 9:09pm

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