If one's torn and all tears,
Few have time— nears or dears;
If one is in great fears,
Few care as appears.
If happy as ne'er ere,
Who's time still joy to share?
Now see, loud let this pass,
All have time enough to embarrass!
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Tongue-in-cheek | 05.11.18 |
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