Posted in miscellaneous, original

I Don’t Know

Oh how could you whine

And how could you rhyme 

If it’s such a crime

And there is no time

When what you do is not enough

Life is not a game and you have to be tough

Everything you do and everything you say

Is not seen or heard of in any way

But how could you just do nothing at all

When I have given you oh my all

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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