Roll, Stone, Roll
it's said, "A rolling stone gathers no moss,"
I don't buy that, I move on, I'm my boss,
learning a bit of this, a pinch of that,
to the jack of all trades I tip my hat,
tutored by every win, every loss,
so far, I've survived life's roll, yaw and toss!
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