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The Quintessential Miscreant
Inventive innuendoes invade my consciousness
slide off of the tongue
without concerns of consequences
questions or conviction.
As the ace of invention
I roll with the best of them
bring new meaning to duplicity.
Like the time I ordered the Atom Bomb drop
prevailed over Excalibur
or ordered the death of the Son of Man
my contradiction to truth
is well documented and widely known.
I am certain my accomplishments
will be etched on stone monuments
my deeds embellished with historical relevance
my soul forever glorified
with awe and reverence.
Copyright, 1996, by J. Matthew Waters
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