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Have nothing to say, but lots to write
Can’t see in the dark, will wait till its light
The birds are still nesting, there’s nothing to do
But before I do back to bed, how are you?

Happy Lark is poverty stricken, nothing would sell
Maybe it was due to the words that I had misspelled,
I sold ice cream and homemade cookies
Made up some stands, but I was just a rookie.

Oh, what a life it has been for me
I went penniless, I added no plea
Tried standing on the corner with my tin cup
Getting  a few coins and a bite from a Labrador pup.

Tried selling newspapers at the busy rest stop stand
Opened a cigar store but only with no brand
Life is hard to get ahead these days
Need to find some better ways.

I still like to write, but no one wants to read
If they only knew that I’m really in need
If I could make an addendum to the Book of Kells
I would be honored by the ringing of the bells.

I don’t despair my attempts, for I have achieved
It’s better to have fallen, that’s what I believe
If the tire is flat, you won’t go places
Once it’s fixed, you’ll be back in the races.

The hill in life is monumental, such energy to climb
But I made it, and now you see my overdue rhyme!

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