Disappointed

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That I had to follow the form
Tow the line
read the rules
Abide the laws

For a near appreciation
While I lived
to confess nothing
And forgive everything

not now because
Cow dung by another name
is.. still .. golden

what a farce of fact and fiction
of rhyme or reason
After all Christmas is the
gift of my sins

I didn’t listen to them.
I read the book from within.