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Erroneous stupid little poem.

Thou

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Oh simple cellophane
Thus compiled of subtle medicine
Doth cannabis elude a wild seeker of her attributes?
Or merely hide for fear of being used without gratification

A jest with no nervous system
A parlor trick of the most extravagant ilk

Oh little one
Oh lost copped bag
Where art thou heavenly essence, Where art though loving caress?

Yea, for what sinecures have you left me for, what advantage have you attained by leaping from my grasp?

Or was it mild sincerity and respect that thou darted from thine hold?
Teaching lessons in philosophical aptitude are we?
Buddhist plants are curious enigmas indeed, it would seem...

Yea, what meandering purpose these fingers stamp out on these keys, doth' little to find my sweet, sweet, plant matters.

I only hope, my only hope.

That no pain beseech you the likes of which your absence doth me.
 
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I really like this. Your use/mockery of the oldy poetic style is well done. Despite the fact that it's a parody, it functions as - or is believable as - something written in the days of yore. I think you should cut the lats line in bold..
 
Shit I thought I'd suck at poems.

I don't know what I'm good at yet, everything seems backwards. Perhaps if I could get this novel off the ground I'll submit a chapter from that. IDK. We'll see...
 
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