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Friday Morning

Friday morning, the weather is fine Obsessed dogs are all around, waiting for mine Some of them had sleepless night Did not want to draw me out of their sight Confined in my room, since halfway midnight Waiting for chance to make my flight Puppets are waiting all the way around Some here on high, some on the ground For some money or any favor They're asked to come here full of fervor I would not mine if they took my picture If they would just ask me nicely, I'm sure But bad intention, I strongly condemn For, I have no grudge or ill will towards them If it's their job, they better find new For, karma is real, it's proven as true September 1, 2023

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