Life
I need you to follow this road,
A bumpy one in fact,
If you help me out,
We can make a pact.
This road I call life,
Has many routs,
Some bad, some good,
But almost all make us pout.
So pick one,
That suites you,
That you can handle,
You can't loose.
Make a pact,
And group together,
Take a rest,
One after another.
Copyright © Robert Hall | Year Posted 2005
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