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edgar a's raven (Free verse) by Garrett S Sexton I was born a bastard
a bastard I was born
a plastered bastard bastard
a bastard for evermore
And even though a drunken bastard
a drunken bastard sworn
under oath to be a bastard
a bastard evermore
And if you think this bastard
poem has an end
the bastard bloody well doesn't
the bastard never ends.
bastard, bastard, bastard,
bastard, bastard, bastard
bastard till it hurts
bastard, bastard, bastard
Up the ladder:
Loves colonialism
Down the ladder:
macgyver's lament
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Posted: December 7, 2002 12:38 PM PST; Last modified: December 7, 2002 12:38 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 7722 Comments:
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there is only one thing wrong with the tale. it's a preposterous lie. you're a spoiled brat with both parents...a bastard's hanger on-er and that my friend makes you camp, to say the least.