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Weeds

Khalid Mukhtar · April 10, 2020 · Leave a Comment

And now I would like
To rely on a rhyme
And venture to show you
To watch for a sign

What glitters and glistens
Is not always gold
What starts out as new
Is destined to get old

How clever it seems
And how clever it gets
Though stupid it is
In reality. Let’s

See how clever it seemed
And how clever it got
Though stupid it was
In reality. What

Have you done with the minute
You spent on this bit
For a payoff that wasn’t
Worth any of it

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