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He composed a poem
That nobody understood
The applause so fulsome
He knew it was good.
It seems they'd rather
Clap clap clap a hand
Than truthfully admit
They don't  understand.
And so the work of
The  poetic boor
Is admired and hailed
Because it's obscure.

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