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Hey Ho
Persuade me otherwise But it began as an accident Fission of a product of a single incident With fate sealed, hoped it’ll turn out prudent I, the aftermath, with a seal sans consent Then came ululations, in pretense to inaugurate my arrival Pampered, nursed with velvet hands, my presence was primal As the days spun backwards, promises turned to fables Soft nursing hands withdrew, center-stage took squabbles I thought I’ll be handed a manuscript Bearing tricks through the life’s loco swift Lonely and lost in the midst of the Congo jug Location locus pure plug and chug With no direction`s aide memoir And in intermittent demur Am tapering and wading through the hazy At times choosing wrong and ending messy Knee-deep and neck-deep in trouble I wallowed For the one trick whispered to me and I pillowed Its never late for fresh start, not stitched to a single road Under the tidal wave I’ll spring overboard From mud, I’ll shower clean and I’ll glee From fortunes shall I not flee If you see me not ramble Am not out to gamble
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