Read to breed the seed that bleeds to feed your need to grow
Lazy greed will impede or mislead the deed you need to know
Life blood spent, present of content drains from veins that spurt and flow
Perfume's scent, love's air bent, pain will vent from a poetic blow
Some write a phrase to get praise but don't appraise another's work
Finding ways to feign malaise, putting delays on reading, they shirk
Take time to look, read a book, feel the hook, no need to go berserk
Shook by what undertook, baptized in a poetic brook is knowledge's perk
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