Ode to the Gnat

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    Ode to the Gnat

    The carbon dioxide that we exhale is what you seek,

    The blood that pulses through our veins is what you eat.

    You're so lovable in an intolerable way, and wind is your only enemy

    To push you away. Man, I wish I had a breeze.

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    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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