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Apr 2016
I wait all day
I wait all night
But I do not dare
It would be a sin
A sin to even speak of it
The food
The great, wonderful food
But I cannot have it

I wait for a reason
All for a cause
The children need me
They await my call
I call to the children
But I still don't eat
The children are the future, and we must think of them.
Written by
Foo Faa  Kentucky, Nebraska
(Kentucky, Nebraska)   
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