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Fuck Grandma?
standing at the granule shore
time lapping at your feet
tides bring so many ones adored
then away it sweeps
beware the hour, oh my child
'til present days do ebb
hold close your bits of treasure
postpone the time of dread
A lot of shit out there to read
who knows what's true or not
just the fact some think "Me First"
gets my collar hot
to wear a mask while we're out
seems such a small gift offered
perhaps another's loved one saved
by acts of "pay it forward"
So think my friend
and hide that grin
as you do your part
it may just be
your 'Grams" you save
and that I feel is smart.
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