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CONSULTING Sometimes I like to play a game. A game I name, seek fortune and fame. It's exciting for me. There's a gimmick you see. By just taking a dare, I create it from air. What it is I don't know, But I like watching it grow. And though it may cause me pain, I just think of the gain. I don't go to jail, And I know I won't fail. So it's easy to see, Why this game is for me. So I'll play for an hour, Get this feling of power. I'll get rich, or go broke. That's the truth, it's no joke. What to me is a "perk", Others would call hard work. Some say this is my quirk, Some say I am a jerk. Still I'll keep playing at this game. Sometimes I'll fail, but that's no shame. |
Additional Notes:
I am as this poem describes, but I complete tasks, as well.
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