No, I won`t do it twice
Once is enough
What do you take me for?
Saw dust bloown in the air?
Or plantain suckers planted disporportionately?
When the sun sets without vice
Then will I show you I`m tough
I will march to the fore
And like a wounded lion flare
Thereafter, I`ll rise and flap my wings arrogantly.
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