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If you're a failure at the amenities
Write a poem and pour out your heart.
Can't walk straight, joints stiffened with disease,
Can't tote vegetables from the grocer,
Confidently wait in line
To pay cash or credit.
Let in the repairman to fix the phone
Or read the gas meter--
Can't look him squarely in the eye.
Because you're too ashamed of your shaggy hair,
Your mottled air and your limp.
Too stiff to unwind--
Ad valorem taxes on the charity of others
Drain your self-worth.
Try to redeem yourself
In a poem.
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