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Philosophy Arnie Style 101

There is not much I fear No bogey man or ghosts Sight is precious More than a diamond to me Sight is failing So too my hearing Do not feel sorry It was inevitable I’ve lived long And fought hard So, what is my greatest fear? Well, besides dying? They say that dying is another part of life Whoever said that is an ass What do “they” know? Have they ever died before? Soothsayers, naysayers, conjurers, and magicians It’s all a ruse It’s all a ruse ‘cause There ain’t nothing there

Copyright © September 2005 arnie s WACHMAN

Additional Notes:
I know this won't get me to the top of the list, but sometimes I just gotta write without thinking that I will publish a winner.


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