Obdurant men, the worst of the abstinant by Miles

Do not let the obdurate brutes their evils sanctify
Deflect their cacophonous, forceful tamps
Stand not to follow by

For the folly of the human peccavi
Pollute your being, like law do the tramps
Do not let the obdurate villains villify

A Wild Demon caught in its hexerai
In its jaw your soul it clamps
Stand not to follow by

Small creatures that can stump and deify
Stop you in your camps
Do not let the obdurate villains villify

People are the jesters who think they occupy
They want in it to be the champs
Stand not to follow by

And to you, all people, I clarify
They can be tramps
Do not let the obdurate brutes their evils sancitfy
Stand not to follow by

End of the poem

15 random poems

 

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The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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