{"id":1424,"date":"2016-04-20T10:24:16","date_gmt":"2016-04-20T17:24:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/milloyd\/?p=1424"},"modified":"2016-04-20T10:24:16","modified_gmt":"2016-04-20T17:24:16","slug":"my-poem-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sd41blogs.ca\/milloyd\/2016\/04\/20\/my-poem-2\/","title":{"rendered":"My Poem"},"content":{"rendered":"

My Burning Desire To Stop Writing This Poem<\/i><\/p>\n

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O poem, o poem, I dont want to write you.<\/i><\/p>\n

I wish I could burn you with a million suns,<\/i><\/p>\n

and a million bombs, and a million explosions<\/i><\/p>\n

and it all will go boom and a blam!<\/i><\/p>\n

So now I am done but the question still stands:<\/i><\/p>\n

For how long must I write thy poem,<\/i><\/p>\n

and will I ever be done, with thy poem.<\/i><\/p>\n

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