I wish I liked this more. S3 is really good and I enjoyed the pun in S4. The rest of the poem feels like it's skating on the surface of a better poem, one that could have been realized but wasn't. The language in this strikes me as "lazy", for want of a better word. For example the opening words: "Oh, blow the trumpets, bang the gongs, tell the stories, sing the songs." And the second stanza is almost flat. The poet didn't quite put in the extra work to make this extra special, or even merely special.
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