The One

April 3, 2014

14 * 7 = the reason why math and I don’t mix

Is doctor, engineer, lawyer in? I wish

That the jobs I want would make bank

And who knows? Maybe one day I will

But in truth, that’s not the saving grace

Never was, never can, because still

I love to write.

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