Preparation
One day I went to the ocean,
And I forgot my sun tan lotion,
I looked all around and made a loud sound,
As I roared a loud commotion.
I quickly ran across the sand,
And soon ran into a hand,
She said not to run, because it's not fun,
If you fall and cannot stand.
I realized it was true,
In order to save a face of blue,
I had to prepare, and I had to care,
If no more days I was to rue.
Now my life is about to start,
But before I fill my cart,
I need to go to college, to get some knowledge,
And flash my shining heart.
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