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FRUSTRATED

O that time would hurry 
And bring me into something new 
It really does not matter what 
Anything, anything at all will do 
I am so ready for a change 
My life until now has been so strange 
Up and down and round and round 
Painted smiles like a circus clown 
Day in day and out its all the same 
Just hearing my name 
Makes me profane 
Please mister time 
Hear my plea 
Shorten these horrible days 
And rescue me.
By
Wilford Barker.
 

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