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So I Am
They may whisper and jeer behind my back, Coz they stand no chance abutting my way They may even write long letters and hip upon rack I’m sure you might have been convinced in a way But aren’t you strong enough to ask me? They pay attention to the red rosy And totally forget that it too can prick What they all imagine is getting cosy But not every rose is sweet to lick Why not ask me for a snippet? I’m not out to sound rude Coz my lessons aren’t free Am still pristine and my core crude As I’ve never had random blows and free Climbers up my tree So why so hurt? I`ll hate when told to slow down Just to snail as they do Am told my hurry is like fawn Destined for the fall, being the lion`s pawn Why worry at my speed, if my peril to them be relief? Tell them to look a little bit closer Coz I promise not to be stopped They should have a clear view of anticipated loser And to clap louder when I’m roped Not with failure, but with gallant rupture Of the destined future And so what? Stop keeping records Unless they exhaust inkwells writing me asunder Unless they burn midnight oil with knives Sharpened to slice into an imaginary plunder Unless in my face sigh and lay bare their hives Of bittersweet schemes they’re keeping under So I am, So I am. So I am, So I am.
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