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I once a poet
before his time
He and his dog,
Listen while rhyme

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

But he behind a closet
Filled with and rhyme
Through some strange
One was in the Times

And everybody's
For the of underground
Well, they him down in Florida
a tombstone for a crown

Everybody a line
From his that cost four ninety nine
I wonder if he knows doin'
Quite fine

'Cause his books are all sellers
And his poems turned to song
Had his brother on a talk
Though they never got

And now called immortal
Yes, he's taught in school
say, he used his talents
A most tool

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

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