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Luck Runs Out
The dog stole my scrumptious donuts a-waiting,
And on school days, my thinker never worked the long haul
Then fate decided to reveal my bowling prowess
Before it flung me four-score a-gutterball.
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Is it my fault I needlessly negotiate with math?
Or school days proved me a sitting duck?
Even if genes came into play,
I blame humanity’s ups and misgivings on luck
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Luck...
Saturday 19th August 2017 4:41 am
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