The Circle of Life
Life is like a circle,
It has no end,
You can see it in the flowers,
You can smell it in the breeze,
You can feel it in your backside when you get a brain freeze,
So, what is life you might ask,
well that you will find after dark,
so, if you are an orb,
you might not fit in a zorb,
but life is round,
just like you,
because life is like a circle,
it goes round and round,
it has no end.
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