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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 18 Location: Ohio |
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| Introduction: This was a poem about New York City when I went there a long time ago.. | ||
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Harsh, perceiving, ample City of the Iron Leg They say you are one of a kind. Well make no doubt the men have seen anything but shine. And they call at you like a perilous call. The alleyway sounds nothing of the sort, only for a midnight brawl. And they seem to know the difference between right & wrong. Even the locals know some officers are corrupt. And to those livid with doubt, pity, and shame. You’ll never see a place with such beauty to its name. Throwing musical choruses among the work of the crowd, there’s not but a singer, a singer so loud Even the city thanks to their grace Counting their time until the melody sways Might like a lion prowling for meat, sly like a hound that no one can beat Joining Digging Entrepreneur Sawing Structuring, forming, rejoicing Gleaming with joy, showing his face Nobody knows how hard this takes Gleaming like a covalent little child Gleaming like a tunnel digger seeing the sun that’s mild |
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