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I guess when one is really down,
The only way that's left is up,
Then perhaps it's time to look around,
And have another quiet cup.
When most you think you should run,
'Tis time to take a little spell,
Slow down and enjoy a little sun,
Then the longer it takes to get to Hell.
Take note of all those rustling leaves,
Or honking horns or swirling seas,
Or just feel nice sat in the breeze,
Squatting flies and scratching fleas,
'Cause when all is said and done,
God made this world just for fun.
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