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There was a young little boy
Who was afraid of the sea
And his fear was mixed up with joy
But not enough to see
Didn't know what else he could do
Don't let the fear conquer you
He left to sea without knowing
Where he was going
So he sailed day and night
Not knowing sleep
And his fear was replaced with delight
A promise to keep
He looked ahead without blinking his eyes
He waited for the sun to rise
With no fear he stood up so high
Didn't know if to laugh out or cry
Then a wave crushed the boat
The poor young boy
He had water up to his throat
Poor fish decoy
The sea took him deep down
Waving his hands like a clown
A shark so hungry and wild
A little boy so tender and mild |
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Thank you for
your learnt
comment. I
shall be more
than happy if
you could erase
all of my works
from your site.
Now that I have
seen your style
and rudeness, I
do no wish to
be in you site,
regerdless of
the quality of
works.
With kind
regards,
Stagewriter
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המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.