The rays of the sun beat so kindly from the eastern sky
but only when on the throne can life refuse to quit and die
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WHEN NATURE CALLS, WE SEND BACK A TEXT
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When nature calls, the thoughts begin
A poem forms from the gaseous winds
And all the petty problems of the day
With one big flush get washed away
Inscribe these thoughts and you'll soon see
Its a one way ticket to immortality
A poem forms from the gaseous winds
And all the petty problems of the day
With one big flush get washed away
Inscribe these thoughts and you'll soon see
Its a one way ticket to immortality
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