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By Jack Joseph Smith
Just As Good
It is hard to say you are good
It is hard to say you are a bad boy
It is hard to rhyme with what
you could have done
However it is loyal,
when you get to touch the end
One hundred years at a time
T gave up and walked across
the room
I said,
“let me at least,
sit in a corner"
And when it got
over,.
T didn’t thank you
for anything