Lord of the Flies

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    Lord of the Flies

     A man came bumbling alone,
    Retched voice crowing a song.

    Every man he passed by
    Fell, dropped like a fly.

    He came close to me as I choked,
    Smiled like a shark, he spoke,

    "Don't you recognize me? It is I,
    Beelzebub, the lord of the flies."

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    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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