Great willy me
I significantly fell on my knee
The cup was always full
Yet runneth over it did poorly
So I putteth it in the pantry
And I read up on wine
And I wrote a long book
And then I woke from my sleep
Were you there for me today
Or tomorrow if thats alright
For I shall recompose
And check if the deck is half full
Or if the day is half lived
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