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And that no one will wiggle while

I hold forth with either dry or luscious

Material out of your line--

Or that may seem to you to be just bosh

Or a cheap way of killing time.

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If you came to criticize--not enjoy

You'll get a stomach ache--like a boy.

Accept what is said and follow the gong.

All poetry is made of dreams

And dreams to imagination belong.

They deal much more with that which seems

Than with that which is or what ought to be.

Give imagination free rein--

As do the poets who write as they see.

And sometimes they see in the main

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