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Fri, 04/27/2018 - 12:54 -- AubreyH

Let's have a race,

Just you and I.

You run at your pace,

And watch me fly.

 

This race is fair,

I start here,

And you start back there.

Is that clear?

 

This race is clean,

I run on two feet,

And on one leg you lean.

Now how is it that I "cheat"?

 

My victory is due to skill,

Your arguement is in vain.

As my bank and ego fill,

You are set to run again.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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