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| A Train of Thought |
My piggy bank is gathering dust
My jewellery box worn out
All I am is in my pockets
Nothing much at home to flout
My view remains expectant
My concentration well intact
All my portions more than adequate
Nothing heavy to subtract
My take or leave it preferences
My need to gather very small
All I have to fret about is bones
Nothing more or less at all
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