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Live On a Lark
Live on a Lark
I learned how to live on a lark
And then did decide to disembark
On a voyage which invariably
Would be just right for you and me.
Laughed and smiled everywhere we went
And as soon as all our money was spent
Upon the sea grew a great big hale
Your and my face started turning pale.
Each formed wave was finally flat
And I started to think off the bat
With her then had to be quite blunt,
To go again we would never want.
James Thomas Horn
Poet Laureate World Renown
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James Horn
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