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Hygienic Hope
Wrapped in etiquettes we look attractive
Uncovered we deceptive
Rigid so our life stream
Can't swim downstream
Within we talk rubbish
With the odour selfish
When approaches fast our extinction
Our words match little with our action
Dirt within though outside posh
Cultured in filth we need mental wash
Only fragrant smooth spiritual soap
Could give us hygienic hope
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