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To each their ownTo each their own There is no other It all depends How you were raised by motherTo each their own
You act, in fact Within a will If it’s healthy If it’s ill
Train through life And Steam ahead The past’s the given From which you’re led
You compromise Within yourself How many voices Cry out for wealth?
How many voices Is there singing? And in your ears What sound is ringing?
And are there those Who take control? Who cede your thoughts? Who wrangle souls?
by ~macCanna
Polite PoliticTwo men of virtue Or so we are told Embraced in the warmth Though they never knew cold "Good day to you" "And to you to sir" And they spoke of the things Of which they had heard One spoke of weather "How awful the rain!" There was a suggestion That they build a big drain One said of terror "It's my biggest concern" He hoped he'd done much By the end of his term Though they spoke big They knew hands bound By the purse strings of people Who saved penny for poundPolite Politic
by ~macCanna
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ForeverLiving foreverForever
wouldn't be so bad If pigs could fly And cows were mad
If buttercups rained from the skies If people danced Not asking why Living forever wouldn't be so bad
The sky would have to burn with love And dragonflies would dart
above A thousand messages on my phone And friends would keep me
unalone.
Living forever.... I could get used to the idea.
by ~Empress-of-the-Dead
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