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Subject: A poem, not a story

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Gnoff of the Clever Clan

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Date Posted: 22:07:32 02/26/06 Sun

What If?
If rich people didn't have money,
they would not be rich.
If young people were old
how could THAT happen,
If no one could read,
There would not be signs
And if you do not eat food,
You will die
Still Waterways

Oh the places I've travelled,
On still waterways.
The days go by since the day I travelled,
From Home, so faraway.

Oh the people I met,
For all I shed a tear.
But I always say let me-
Come back next year

Oh the comrades I had, both brave and bold
Who died in battle
Oh comrades of old.

Oh the people I met, for all I shed tear
Won't you sit beside me, on this still waterway
For though you're dead you're still here
And i go to Home- so faraway

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