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They will take it away Whittle it down To the point Where spell check Is the only way to spell correct Where Google Is the real arbitrator of truth And the words, lazy on our tongues Cling to the warm recesses of our mind Un-rebellious Forever happy Easy Easier, still No hurdles to jump No trees to climb Hail, The obedient citizens of our Earth No wrong No unpleasantries All good and fine
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
Our success, Our decline
They will take it away Whittle it down To the point Where spell check Is the only way to spell correct Where Google Is the real arbitrator of truth And the words, lazy on our tongues Cling to the warm recesses of our mind Un-rebellious Forever happy Easy Easier, still No hurdles to jump No trees to climb Hail, The obedient citizens of our Earth No wrong No unpleasantries All good and fine
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
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