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Big fodder for small minds
since he was little
Finding endpoints
in the middle of things
Finding only thorns
in the rose garden
His faults
flavored with chocolate
made everyone feel vanilla
His silence
spoke louder than
most spoken words
Whenever blame
needed a destination
it found him
Whenever credit
needed a destination
it ignored him
Strawberry shortcake for all
almost all
with a raspberry for him
Big fodder for small minds
but they know not what they do
And he could care less
but that is not true
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Footnotes
FODDER, FAGIV 'EM is the copyrighted property
of LCSoL
The first line was written in 1990
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