Exceptional a poem midas touch by judester Without the trimmings contest entry

Without the music colors and art, trimmings be damned when it's from the heart. There seems to be some jealousy, irritation disguised as flattery. Maybe there's someone that wins too much? Let's learn from him, and his midas touch. All those extras, take if you must. Naked, he'll leave us again, in his dust.

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