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To the right,
to the left,
swagger it was,
I swear by my word,
you did not come to my aid,
lest I had fallen,
you watched,
as I staggered along,
and stumbled on stones,
now it is my turn,
you are looking at me,
to lend you hand,
I will keep both behind,
and watch you go down,
even if you have a frown.
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