pleasing words were invented
to sell products like mousetraps
ears is one of our possession
that doesn't know how to stop
when you get old it slows down
but then you can read lips too
we were raise with beautiful words
however most of them are wishes
yes, even now they're still a dream
yes it's free; best value in your life
most of time i forget to say thanks
but deep in my heart i'm so grateful
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