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In my endeaver
Anywhere whenever
I so endeaver
To choose whatever
I feel clever
The things seen
Of ways so mean
End results unseen
You know real mean
Like it is to choose
No view to lose
If seen to choose
A frontier to lose
Sight kept up front
Being tight and abrupt
You had no back in front
To keep shortly abrupt
For tomorrow if is yet
To pull up a fat upset
That will still get yet
Time still to be set
Before we all get upset
If not up to par
Won't get very far
If not under par
Just can't get far
© Tina Hisola
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