Songs are some to stand and sing,
Ulcers in our daily rituals are not to bring.
He is amicable, lovely, like sudden danger;
But they remove his song from the shop as if he was a stranger.
Swallow this song, and inform him more
Like a man is informed about his qualifications.
Song is not disability, but the root of law,
The many people allow reform from justifications.
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