Poetic Chronicles of DJoker:
Title: I am DJoker
15th Sept 2005; 11:35am
Tried hooting,
Ended squawking,
Like miming,
Tried on talking,
Rocks are mute,
And they do brick,
A pebble can write
But it still can't speak
One becomes a puppet,
Puppets become marrionnettes,
Puppets can act,
But can a marrionnette properly speak?
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