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Poems ect.
Love your mistakes, for that's all it takes,
To reach some enlightenment.
For each one you make is like tastiest cake,
Or wine with a perfect ferment.
Because so you see, eventually,
It's only by making these bloomers.
That you'll ever learn, to thus overturn,
The mistakes of the other...
The thought that I repeat myself,
Is driving me to tears,
It has to be among the,
Very greatest of my fears!
It's something that intrudes so much,
When talking oft to others.
I'd really rather opt to find,
A deafness of my druthers.
For ignorance is bliss they say,
And this one doth intrude...
The elephants in the room,
The one's are ever outside.
The one's as quiet as the tomb,
The one's they can't abide.
We're the one percenters,
We're the blackest of the sheep.
We're the great dissenters,
We're the one's who'll never sleep.
Why are we the who of this,
Why are we the chosen.
Why...
The elephants in the room,
The one's are ever outside.
The one's as quiet as the tomb,
The one's they can't abide.
We're the one percenters,
We're the blackest of the sheep.
We're the great dissenters,
We're the one's who'll never sleep.
Why are we the who of this,
Why are we the chosen.
Why...