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Getting it together, My ACT


I know I am young Alive without a care My worries are few, except for the college scare I am looking for funds To compliment my activity Of educating myself for the future Without a proclivity I am what I am, and popeye I’m not So spinach won’t help me achieve my lot. Corporations and sponsors, To them I seek my wants Provide me funding, then I will fill your future slots As an educated member Of your elite workforce My act is with your hands, the decision to make I will wait by my computer waiting, to cut the cake.
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