All you think about is apple strudel.
And sit around the house to sing a blues or two.
With thoughts to stroll the 'hood' with a poodle.
As you sit reminiscing eating noodle soup!
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Ultimately they will pay.
Those, they and them alone.
Or with others condoned,
Who have committed transgressions.
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During this speeded up course,
I trek called life.
I approach as a thoroughbred horse.
With challenges awaiting that aren't nearly as great...
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I was told to go fly a kite.
Believing I would be slighted,
By this directive.
That's exactly what I did.
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You can block out every thought I have.
You can seal your consciousness into cement.
You can take every limited vision...
Pack those up to dust from rust.
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Yes, you're right.
I don't know.
And I don't wanna no 'mo!
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We seem to reminisce,
In appreciation...
That which was 'had'.
Much more,
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I think I will approach my 'main' interests,
A little bit differently.
'How's that? '
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One wanting with desire,
But lacking to apply discipline.
To ignite the blazing of a constant flame,
Mornings, noons and those sacrificed nights...
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