There is a bull dog with a pen
with one word he created men.
Some are neutral, evil and good.
All are one if we understood.
The feelers are the healing kinds
whose job is sharing all the signs.
They send out their minds and attract
support to those who may have lacked.
The bouncers are the testy ones
whose laws of the lands are their guns.
They hide in every location
with greed and other temptation.
The spirits are the middle class
whose purpose is the first and last.
They either exist to attract
or do not exist to retract.
Another poem of four stanzas with eight syllables in aabb pattern.
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