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My bosses "must" and "should" and "get" Would drive me mad, as to my debt. They keep me busy all day long, While sipping tea, say, "oolong". And you, my idols, birds and words, Keep being aside, beyond and towards. I go ahead, through curves and humps, Just dips and bumps, just dips and bumps. Yet, when I hit the boundary, All I"ll have learned is cloudry.
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