Too Blessed To Be Stressed
Uhmn...
Now I see that the dice is cast
With each racing so fast
Everybody standing from afar
Waiting for the number that turns last
He might be lucky to have it double
But rare to have it in Triple
But wen it a rolls over board
Human.. U are in trouble.
But lucky you my sister
They are double talented brothers
Same of a father and mother
Their talents hunts but never murder
They all stand tall in their nest
Doing what they love best
Forget about the rest, they have less
We stand so tall
We ll never fall
Even if we don't play ball
We can stand d thud of the comet when it falls
And when jungle roars
We stand and defend our call
If you are still confused
Check out the numbers a star is fused
I'm sure you'll be amused
It's us, the great one indivisible
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