![]() RaceA Poem by Stam
Just when you thought all hope had gone
Some more just comes along Pulling you over that winning line Just needed patience and a little bit of time To many people rush and tumble Not prepared to fight and rumble This is what make me different to you Am always there to see it through So when I reaping all my rewards Because I learnt to play all the right chords And you see my smile upon my face Because am finally up front winning this race © 2012 Stam |
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Added on August 1, 2012 Last Updated on August 1, 2012 Author
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