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          On an earthy mountain
     I quit my job as a restaurant manager
 (gleefully, powerfully)
          and goaded by that earthy genteelness,
               I made my first poem:

                    'Noble Mourning'
                         And
                         never
                         went
                         home
                         And
                         wai
                         ted
                         for
                         my 
                         pho
                         ne
                         to 
                         rin
                         g