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a short poem about a character who left a deep impression on me. |
| The Mountain King Found! In the heart of the city! The mountain king Wheeled in! He entertains the crowds They love him! He’s so funny! I saw him myself 20 years ago Up for two nights in a row Three days on my bed Then venturing toward life Feeling the people come and go The surge of so many pleasures Sought or taken. In the square he holds court A grin broader than shoulders He condescends He addresses us He plays a mandolin And tells a joke! Unaccountably Waves of remorse and sorrow engulf me He had reached into my history And seasoned the soup I’m in. Long live the king! The ages rest with him He is half as tall as me How could I ever stand again. |
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