  The insurrection of a flea Compared to driving tusks Of elephants, is just as strong. Stupidity need not be long. The insurrection of a flea Attains philosophy and spice. Fleas salt their eating with a creed That warms the monotone of greed. The insurrection of a flea Will leave with tense insistence till The suburbs of eternity. O small fanatic on a spree. The flea is poet in a land That does not understand his lunge. He makes his own immaculate laws And awaits forever threatening claws. |
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