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Here is a poem I wrote for English. It was a poem I wrote that was based off the style of William Carlos Williams. I believe the poem was called danse russe. I had it copied down but I fux0red up and screwed this page up. So now I'll just show you my poem, but take my word for it that that dude's poem was freaky and stupid. Anywho, here you go:

Poem in the Style of William Carlos Williams
Iron Fist

When all alone
laying on the aging dock
the shimmering waves creeping under my wooden float.
The lakes quiet massaging waves
moving me up and down
I dare to gander upward
at the dark, inky infinity
expanding above me.
The stars twinkling
as though the sky
is full of millions of jewels
Its facets sparkling
in the shallow, mellow glow of the moon.
the very same lights
the moon, the stars,
they bathe me in a dim glow.
I look at the stars
Wondering how many existences
expand across that void
and wondering how many existences
are looking at my star as we speak.

And I wonder,
Who is to say I won't rule the galaxy?

By Blake Doepker