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Poem Analysis: The Honey Badger

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The Honey Badger Of black and white, A suited soul. He hath not given fright. One to dare, one not care. He be the one to fight. Not yin, nor yang; Though bright and dark. He hath sunken his fang. All is snack, tis care he lack. He has all to have slain. Always in relax, The jaywalker. Hath not filed his tax. Seems classy, he is nasty. He sees all and attacks.

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