Why - Poem by Donavon Plemons
Why, oh why do so many of us have to be sly
Why, oh why do so many of us have to lie
Why can't we just enjoy the little things?
Like sitting by the fire with friends
Because we all know, that eventually,
Everyone's life ends
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