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I knew a poet
Lived before his
He and his dog,
Listen while he'd

to make you happy
Words to you cry
one day the poet
did die

But he left a closet
Filled with verse and
some strange transaction
One was printed in the

And everybody's
For the king of
Well, they found him in Florida
With a for a crown

Everybody knows a
From his book that four ninety nine
I if he knows he's doin'
Quite fine

'Cause his books are all best
And his were turned to song
Had his on a talk show
they never got along

And now he's immortal
Yes, he's even in school
They say, he used his
A most tool

But he all of his royalties
To Spooner, his old
Growin' old on steak and
In a doghouse, ten feet

And wonders
Did he really his mind
No, he was a poet who lived before his time
He was just a poet who lived before his