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When life gives you lemons

Take hold of his hands

And ask where the lemons came from

I'd rather pick them myself

Than owe life anything

Before death knocks at your door

Ambush his first

And ask him where he left the damn soap

The soap of your life

Sneak peek into your best scenes

Before you're six feet deep

When fear arises

Tell him to sit down

We haven't even gotten to the best part yet

When loss carries them away

I know you'll find them

Wandering the halls of your memories

And when I find common sense

I'll tell him not to be a stranger in these parts

Lest I keep writing crazy

Lest they mock my sacred art


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