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Contributions to the world
Are left unmarked
Handed out in little packages unsigned
To those who don't care
And continue to use & abuse the system
They are too lazy to work
And too critical to see
Who's really paying them
People like me.
Brought up on contributions, I really understand
But get your lazy ass up
And stop opening your hand.

27 Mar 07

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