Alliteration Vacation
The freedom to fall
Look lick the luster lane
It is often a shame to the
One who doesn't win the
Grand prize, gratuitously
Lame, it feels strange, alien
Always another man aim
Another somebody's edge
Retrieve the goose's golden egg
Move proudly. How? Mahogany goal
The best we believe because we hold
These TRUTHS TO BE SELF EVIDENT
That all men are created equal.
We all win and loose the same
With sadden faces and empty pockets
We win with thicker pockets
And hidden glee
And we all wander on with our lives
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