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Apr 2018
Oh my, that seems heavy
that chip there on your shoulder
why, it's the size of Texas
such a gigantamus boulder!

Friend, lay your burden down
let go of what's bothering you
no need to lug it around
your shoulder might get black and blue

Yes, lay it down, walk away
you needn't try to be Atlas
your feet are made of clay
so lay down that boulder in Dallas.
Not picking on Texas or Texans. Just some silly rhyming!
Mary-Eliz
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Mary-Eliz  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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