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My Pleasure Ends

From day one, I've problem, I can't remember words heart by heart.
I'm not expert for making a mountain out of a mole hill to bullseye dart.
i 've no planning in past or for future, i live up to date living in present,
I count always pennies and fight to save extra for emergency short,
my nature is generous, like to welcome others for my pleasure ends.
I don't pressurize my muscles before to go to bed to squeeze my kids.
Mum says, nobody can take anything away then why do I remember?

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