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#Posted on Wednesday, 30 May 2012 at 5:03 AM
Edited on Wednesday, 30 May 2012 at 6:55 AM
Posted on Tuesday, 19 June 2012 at 1:21 PM
A man of words and not of deeds,
is like a garden full of weeds.
And when the weeds begin to grow,
It’s like a garden full of snow
And when the snow begins to fall
It’s like a bird upon the wall.
And when the bird away does fly
It’s like an eagle in the sky
And when the sky begins to roar,
It’s like a lion at the door
And when the door begins to crack
It’s like a snake across your back
And when your back begin to smart
It’s like a pinknife in your heart
And when your heart begins to bleed
You’re dead, and dead, and dead indeed
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