Greatest Work
Well were does a poem go when an important text rolls in
That was the greatest work of my life
Oh look dad calling in can't ignore him
Wait what I have to write it again
I'll never do it just the way it was
Ever flowing consciousness
I'm not the same set of souls as before
Its not fair like all the original poems stole from you
Well dad was right as usual the old man wins
Why cause he just called to say life not fair
Like he has million times before on many conversational
Whims
Its the truth but a hard one to bare
What happen to my greatest work it was just right here
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