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Sensibility

A duck, is a duck, is a duck.
It’s not supposed to cluck.
A dog does not meow,
Nor moo like a cow,
It’s in its own mold stuck.

A car out of gas
Will not a truck pass.
It purposely remains still
Giving the owner no thrill
It simply will no mileage amass.

Things such as this
Drive clear thinking amiss.
There’s neither rhyme nor reason,
Regardless of the season,
So don’t ever sensibility miss.

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