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Give a Try For Only One Day

Give it a try for only one day People say it loudly in your hole There are those who prick you hard Not a single time you have to listen My ear listen, you are not an ornament If you had eyes to see the bruises And hands to feel the texture of torture By now you would be a wise ear of ears I am told you use ear of your ear to sit on The size you hold is good for nothing It is a wonder you're for just decorations But the time for trouble is near, listen my ear Now that you are good for no function Go down to the foot, and the foot to you

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