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A toast for the strong and valiant workers A downpour for the lazy lurkers A toast to the women that never give in to being the mutt Of a dimwitted man whose head is caught in a utter rut. A toast for the dedicated and greatful lovers Yet a downpour to the unsupportive mothers A toast to the successful and flourishing seed That will grow to be a caring person as time shall lead A downpour to the simple minded men with dreams That are self-evident as to not going anywhere like stagnant streams Why a downpour you ask? Not to drown them in the purest fluid to drink But to bring them up and deflect the opposite that makes them sink. May the flowing gold be better than the dry and aging bronze.
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 4:23 AM UTC
A toast and a downpour
A toast for the strong and valiant workers A downpour for the lazy lurkers A toast to the women that never give in to being the mutt Of a dimwitted man whose head is caught in a utter rut. A toast for the dedicated and greatful lovers Yet a downpour to the unsupportive mothers A toast to the successful and flourishing seed That will grow to be a caring person as time shall lead A downpour to the simple minded men with dreams That are self-evident as to not going anywhere like stagnant streams Why a downpour you ask? Not to drown them in the purest fluid to drink But to bring them up and deflect the opposite that makes them sink. May the flowing gold be better than the dry and aging bronze.
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 4:23 AM UTC
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