Ayn Rand
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Ayn Rand was one helluva man
With eyes scintillating, of granite and sand
Rough edges hewn, by a calloused hand
I get what she's saying, but I'm not a fan.
Ayn Rand, she went down to dust
Leaving her wisdom entrusted to us
While she was stirring, it made quite a fuss
But I'd never be one, to jump on that bus.
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