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A Wensday It Was

everything looked so grey,
even the seas held sway,
so felt the world,
for an icon passed away

if its a for apple, and v for vision,
then it ought be s for steve,
for, what a web he weaved!

what it was 'bout steve,
was that no one could predict,
what he had up his sleeve

from computers to music,
and widgets to tablets,
our steve our jobs,
he created many jobs

you wensday i hate,
oh what have you brought,
is but technology drought

yo wensday i hate,
yo've screwed our fate!

and as for you steve,
how could you take leave?
yo've made the world grieve!

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