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I THINK TAHT I SHAL N3VAR SE
A POEM LOV3LY AS A TRE
A!11!111 OMG LOL TRE WHOSA HUNGRY MOUTH IS PREST
AGANEST DA SWET AARTHS FLOWNG BREAST
A TRE TAHT LOKS AT GOD AL DAY
AND LIFTS HER L3AFY ARMS 2 PRAY
A TRE TAHT MAY IN SUM3R WEAR
A NEST OF ROBINS IN HER HARE
UPON WHOS3 BOSOM SNOW HAS LANE
WHO INTIMAETLY LIEVS WIT RANE
POAMS1!!1!!!! OMG WTF LOL R MAED BY FOLS LIEK ME
BUT ONLY GOD CAN MAEK A TRE!111! LOL
--- Joyce Kilmer (kinda)
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