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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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