Good day, Last night, i should say good morning, And salutations.
Its twelve something, And ive just been asked to turn off the christmas lights outside by a tired Mother, This seems sorta sad, i know it has nothing to do with this, and by no means, actualy means this, But in a way maybe it does. We keep the lights on so long as their are people to see them, But when eye traffic slows down, Off go the lights, i didnt even know this.
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The monster talks so loud and in such a rumble,Words caught in His muzzle of a mouth, We cant even hear his sophisticated speach, He directs his attention to the children Whom Would benefit most from his Words, But they run off in fright,From this monster of the night.Because, We see a predatory Beast ready to Devour the helpless, When rather He's the gentle Soul, Saving the crumbling Foundation of The world,which he see's from a clear view, That lays just outside his cave.
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I will not wait in the weeds, I am a cobra now, I Will not die in the grass
We are the fortunate ones and we complain bout our lives
Ian S
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