A POEM ABOUT LIFE.
THIS IS WHAT AM TALKING ABOUT THE WAY THING ARE
THIS IS NOTHING TO SAY, YOU ARE TO FAR
A SIMPLE MAN THAT STAYING ALIVE
BEGING THE WOULD TO HELP HIM STRIVE
DAY BY DAY BY DAY BY DAY
HELP A DOLLAR FOR THE BLIND THATS ALL HE SAY
NOTHING RECIVE HE BLAMS MANKIND
THIS IS NOT YOUR SIN ITS MINE
NOW THIS SEEM THAT THIS IS THE END
NOTHING SHORT OF A MAN ,A TRUE FRIEND
HOT FOOD ON A PLATE
ALWAYS EARLY NEVER LATE
BUT FOR NOW HE MIGHT THINK
THIS IS LIF,E LIFE STINK
THIS IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY
THIS, THIS AND ONLY THIS
THIS HOTMEAL CAN MAKE MY DAY
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