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oh my fren, that man
with the pen
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can never be kept in any pen
spirit soars above any tent
rising to the stars unbent
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catching rays of
joy without dent
to bring to the men kept in den
sharing and caring
like real men
Solimaa
You may be cut yet behave uncut
You rant in town,
charged with pot
Abusing women in
word and deed
Because you lost
the culture seed
That once was planted
in every boy
Before the dawn of
the western ploy
When boys were raised
like useful plants
In nurseries behind
wooded plants
So they rise with
manhood knowledge
That taught them
the social pledge
To be hard and firm,
to roar fierce
Attacking evil with
manly spears
Spreading love with
dignity manly
Reserving the spear
for attacks timely.
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