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Poem Details
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| Title: | Requiem |
| Author: | Toph |
| Date Submitted: | 3/12/2013 |
| Poem: |
Hours pass since I retired I ruminate on what''s transpired Worthless son that he has sired Power, wealth is what''s required First born son, now he''s admired "Can''t you love me?" I inquired "Of course I do," said uninspired The simple truth is what''s desired Were he my boss, no doubt I''m fired His favor cannot be acquired Sleepless nights leave me so tired Got no relief when he expired.... |