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Why won't my kids,
Go outside and play anymore?
That's Simple.
They don't want to step in the blood.
...

Where oh where will the Kismet Currents flow?
Will they take me to the highest of peaks,
Or drop me down far below?
Will they give me what I need,
...

Mother said; ;"My poor, unfortunate, challenged son,
Born with weak leg and with weak arm.
Fate doesn't discriminate against you,
It lays you down in the path of harm.
...

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Your Rubbers Won'T Save You From A Flood

Why won't my kids,
Go outside and play anymore?
That's Simple.
They don't want to step in the blood.
Crimson's not the color of mud.
And you can't tell them that it is.
Wear your rubbers, kids!
It gets pretty deep out there!
On second thought.
What's the use?
Your rubbers won't save you from a flood.

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