Look wearily look
at a dull return
things that never work
but seem perpetually
to return
writing in code again
what am I hiding
and from whom
well it would sound dumb
any clearer
and you know
me and my white plume
oh like I earned any valor
on any field
I can say I had my share
of ordeal
but what did it yield
Lord knows something
is needed now
Probably a lot of tedious
knocking doors
well you know I've got
great excuses this year
hell when it rains it pours
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