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A never ending story

Does it really matter That I sit here half naked (which half you may ask) And write these lines Lines that may matter to some And not to others? Someone once said “I am” And people thought he was a God I can say “I am” and most would think not But, I am a man I am the product of a seed Ending or beginning has the same meaning One end to life and the other begins A babe cries  An old man moans It just goes round and round Space dust brought back and analyzed Scientists say it will tell how the universe was formed Who gives a rats ass? They’ll never find out ‘cause It just goes round and round

Copyright © January 2006 arnie s WACHMAN


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