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But I have beaten the drum for you...Martin Egblewogbe here's it would end well if it could but it can't so lie to yourself about brightness and fragrance the night is greater here's here's the now here's you you may entertain misery it all goes one way here's but you could not be warned in any case but i guess you feel better now Martin Egblewogbe |
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Award!
Let it be declared to all the nations of award-lovers.
That i, acting in my capacity as the one and only odeneho, on behalf of nobody (and not on my own behalf); having recognized how so loudly you beat the drum for us all (who form the plural you), making it so sufficient we need not beat our own drums; i bestow on you (and only the singular you) the following words of everlasting breath:
I confer on you:
The Shadow Sun of The Grand Star of The High Order and Two Scary Unknown Eagles of the Nation.
I don't know what that means myself, but let it make (the singular) you also feel better!
Never mind! This poem just reminds me of something extreeeeeemly hilarious!
i like this poem Martin even
i like this poem Martin even though it boarders - not surprisingly - on the ironic side. i guess i wouldn't wish you to beat the drum for me.