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A Bad Speech
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Just Feelings/Thoughts You beat around the bush,
If your words were money,
I'd have endless cash,
Falling out of my ear,
Your attempt at lecturing me,
Is a time-consuming mix of you,
Preaching to the choir,
Shouting at a soldier,
And droning like a mindless teacher,
Whose own lessons,
Cannot seem to find a subject to expound on,
Are your shots in the dark,
Really going to make a difference?
Or was I better off as a fool?
