They say i have a lawyer's
Silver tongue, and that's
Why i argue for the fun
Whether i win or i lose
The losing arguments the one i choose
I'm not sure why or when it
Came, but logic and a baby
Face aided and paved the way
To turn manipulation into a game
But knowing now, exactly what
It would make I cheerfully rue
the day when realization came to
seal my fate
to smart for your own good
but is it to late?
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