I'll be honest with you this new thing now tired
Of concern
I don't sit in the back very often
We drank coffee from ten to four
Often just to start the day
I think they tell you to run
They were told to run
Would they believe me no
This is about two things
Neither one I can tell you
Poetry the quantum entanglement of language
The first business of the day was then to get something to eat
When you work all the hours no one counts
Maybe three things then and counting
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