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Round-a-bout
Contributed by
trini
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Friday, 1st August 2008 @ 02:03:56 AM in AEST
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It began with a sprout
A knock and a tap
With the wind at our backs
With no time to wrap
Ourselves with obsession
Forgetting aggression
Attending the session
With the philosopher
And he said
Lives not for winners
Its all
Rock paper scissors
One beats the other
Its really not fair
Till one day it rains
And the scissors will rust
And the paper will lay
Until theres a gust
The rock wears away
By the pressuring ocean
And turns into sand
While people apply lotion
To burns
These were his few
Simple words
Words that eventually turned
Into a book to be learned
It began with a sprout
A knock and a tap
With the wind at your back
Theres no time to wrap
Yourself with obsession
Forget your aggression
Attend a session
With a philosopher
Copyright ©
trini
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2008-08-01 02:03:56]
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Re: Round-a-bout
(User Rating: 1 )
by Cayleigh-Chan on
Friday, 1st August 2008 @ 02:08:52 AM AEST
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'And he said
Lives not for winners
It’s all
Rock paper scissors'
That stood out to me. It was just, wow.
Thats all I can say.
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