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Today is a fine day and patriarchy smiles upon us as usual. Nothing is new about today. It seems, the evil Sun smiles upon us with it's dick out.

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Humble Little Me Humble little me wished to climb that tree The one with many branches. It stood tall by a certain plain clad in beautiful flowers Each branch split in many others And they themselves in many more I have perhaps climbed a little few or a few more. Humble little me always wondered How vast the tree it was! How many branches does it truly have? Humble little me could never take count. Maybe no one does know truly If it is 10 or maybe a hundred more. Humble little me as my mother always told me, Is a monkey and that is fine with me. Good climbers they are,monkeys, I always told mum. Art is my banana tree And I always enjoyed being bad, and free.
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LESSON Lost in little fantasies  I walk. Through a meadow of green   by the little red folk. Hello? She says,  the red go different ways. Are you lost child? Concentrate on the lesson, she speaks, in a tone not quite mild. I wind back within the classroom walls  the red, they warn, here come the trolls. Pretend i must, lesson learnt or not  refuse i may not,once i fought. My father,he was called,  he was always enthralled Of the little humble drawings I made  in the classroom walls,my sketches,they fade For I cannot draw  lesson I must learn Listen I must  Lesson learnt or not.
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