Sunday, February 27, 2011


I bring you news, both good and bad,
and one day happy, right now sad;
I cannot tell you when or why,
but you've got life; of life you'll die.

And in the pain which will ensue,
you'll probably wish you'd been more true
so I'll but offer one treatment plan,
that you be the best that you know you can't.

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