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The Scarecrow
You know, I was made for this job
I’ve got pretty good at it too
Scaring crows is a vocation
But nowadays it makes me blue
I used to like the simple life
Found it fulfilling to stand tough
But nature takes its toll, alas,
I’ve lost the means to strut my stuff
Long ago, when I first started
I was keen to make some friends
But it seems my arms-out posture
W...
Monday 13th August 2018 4:07 pm
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