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Like a Mushroom Drops a Spore

Cleared my mind at breakfast Before I sent me out the door No time for lolly gagging The boss will know the score You cannot make your break last When you’re running on the shore If I was to keep on playing Would you call me a bore I try to keep my mind so sharp So that no-one can deplore Might not find what you will need If you are searching on the floor Find things that make you happy So that you will have some more Always show that you are happy This is something you can’t store I try to do this all the time Like a mushroom drops a spore On this day I found my way I did let out a big roar Please be happy all your day Of this I do implore

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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