Reap
We stumble through life, we play it cheap, thinking life's a game, life's for keeps.
So we slip, we slide, we peep, we creep, a mountain of problems on our shoulders we heep.
Because whatever we sow we will also reap.
However, for financial gain, into hell we'll leap. The injustice, under the rug we sweep, while being lead to the slaughter like blind sheep.
Life is not a, bleep? Whatever we sow we shall reap.
Now life is wonderful, life is deep so never, evet play it cheep. Living life right the road is steep and often times you will weep.
Still we must fight the good fight and not end up in the scrap heap. Even after we sleep, what we sow in this life, in the afterlife. We Will Reap.
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