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Apr 2021
When I sit on the dock, I seen a rabbit come out of the clock? Running from the time That tried to take it's  foot for good luck. It got away, but so did the time. So I wait with patience by my side For the turtle that's about to fly by.
There's always a race to be won!
Written by
Joe Quaale  49/M/Wash.
(49/M/Wash.)   
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