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A Curse: A Poem

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May 05, 2026
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A Curse

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

On my enemies I this wish,
Large helpings of the cruelest dish:
May they be seen, both near and far,
By the people, forever tarred,
On some network T.V. station,
With acute humiliation.

A resounding curse I invoke,
That on his words the target chokes:
The puffed-up, preening popinjay
Migh…

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