This is a trickle down,
Like a stream with ease,
A constant frown,
Belonging to a disease.
Defiant want,
Triumphant will,
Lie is taught,
Succeed the thrill.
Once is to many,
Twice is a strike less,
Two blow offs then we,
Become forget-less.
Better need,
Pain bleed,
Blood not,
So forgot.
Oh well lesson number one,
The lesson number two,
When blown off son,
It aint cause of you....................
FTBAS 8.18.12
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