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Friday, July 27, 2012

CHECKOUT, STAGE, FREEZE


Into this world, you checkout
With hopes and dreams of becoming big
And early on, you just speak
Words of merry before you dig
A gold mine to store your dreams
Digging this, you reach a stage
When you realize, all you have is screams
Have yearned to earn a monthly wage
In screams, earning petty you be merry
And cool yourself to prepare to freeze
So that you shall not in a hurry
Be blown away by a wild breeze

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