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'Cross The Ocean
Funny how sixty eight inches
Will never equal three
thousand
miles
Or for that matter
How twenty four hours
Never really makes a day
Unless you see every one of them
The great sin of man
Will always catch you
There's a reason why
The Great Wall still stands
No one dares climb it
There's also a reason
Why it was built
No one dared stop
But on which side of
The Wall
Do you fall
That's the part to ponder
At least slaves have drivers
Their dreams don't interfere
with reality
As for me
An ownerless peon
Uncle Tom would be proud
I only hope
After it all
You'll be proud too.
