Knowledge
No one can steal the things that I know
No one can rob me of knowledge
Wherever I roam, with me, they'll go
So I'm building my wisdom bridge
Gathering facts for a rainy day
Neatly stacking my blocks of truth
An angry storm won't have it's way
With the strength of my wisdom tooth
If I have nothing left, but things to teach
When the shiny glitter subsides
There will be no prize outside of my reach
I'll continue my confident stride
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