Digital drawing · poetry

U stink u, St. Nick

Ode to the one who gave
none but all of you.

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Abode none to myself then
what do I give, when all of mine has no more.

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What then, must I give
when everything all of my possession has been
repossessed and revoked,

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suspended, almost broke
to ground likeof Job.

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Who had none
but his,
faith in a
hopeless world.
🐌👊😭🙉🆕🆙📴
©OAM ®Artsydhude 97-18
™XENOphagz, XenoGrapx

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