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Who is Bred?
Bred is a breed.
Somehow read -
Enough to be sad.
A bit old -
Still can be sold.
And, between lines,
He would make alliances
With the people alike,
Whom he would like.
With those funny and odd,
Who have children or not,
Love music and the sun,
With drinkers and nuns,
With leaders and slaves,
Alive and in graves,
With hippies and ravers,
With total strangers.
Please be short or tall,
Better young or old.
No professionals, please,
Unless you don’t state this.
But the problem is time.
So, on the top of that,
He will be quite satisfied
With what he can find.
With stupid and smart,
With mucus and fart,
With a cancelled show,
With the last year snow. |
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