300 Hyde Street
will be renowned, someday
Years ago I opened the wall
and hid a dirty invective...
there between the studs
a flagrant, presumptive intrusion,
how it abused me.
in the end I abused it
plastered it over
That was way back
in the rudiment '60s.
Thenceforth that house
became a paradox and
and an inculcated repellant
sanctuary against they
the invasive clan
and their pesty clamor
The house is now
safe for they privileged
that sanctified few
you can't buy it
but it's free
.
Dog goD 8Hate
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