The Bug

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    The Bug
    There is a bug upon my knee
    O it pains me so to see
    That this small and helpless thing
    Is resting so carelessly
    And I hope it will believe me
    When I say that I am sorry
    For because he has been so lazy
    He must be, destructively
    Crushed

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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