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Native Island Bardic Nature.

You may call me bard
Poet
Story teller
Weaver of words
Philosopher
Now now
Being recorded
In the as is
Happening
Now.
Whispered about
Wrapped in mystery
Cloaked
With nothing
That you know
You know
That you know
Can't be real.
He he
That funny
And if you are at the
But but end of the joke
Your little cotton socks
Need a verticle tug
Up.
©wrennie