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Kite Diagrams

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Bloody, bloody, bloody kites!
No practical purpose.
No reason for existence.
All they ever do is make things harder!
And do you know,
Just how hard it is to make one?
Not easy, I'll tell you that!
Whoever invented them,
I hope they burn in hell,
In a special circle, where everything
Is repeated upside down.

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Helfer You're currently reading a chapter in the poem Notebook Poetry. This chapter was posted on Mar 24, 2010 by Helfer.

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