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November 1, 2014
So much was said
that was not real;
such pitter-patter,
such crazy spiel.
Oh, judge them not,
you higher power,
that sees them
in their final hour.
So much was said
that was not true,
in an effort to shine
and others outdo.
Now all their actions
in total counted:
In the end, not a fortune,
was there amounted.
So much was said
in loud voices spoken,
but then without choice;
a promise broken,
before hands bound,
with no escape,
and no lea-way out
of old red tape.
So much was said,
at the offset,
when ‘possibility’,
the onside bet.
Oh judge them not,
you higher power.
Let their souls know peace
in their final hour.
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