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Poem: We get lost when we’re a child 

We get lost when we’re a child 

We then get dropped when we’re old

In the middle there’s all kinds of stuff 

Sometimes there’s silver 

and often one’s left out in the cold

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Poem: You can float your boat

You can float your boat You can talk grand plans You can drop names like atom bombs But who are you kidding? And where’s the joke? It’s in every single lie you’ve spoke The joker wears a thorny crown

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