Years passed by
Fears gone away
Quest for life made me
Priest for life
Whose choice it was?
Choice! What a fuss!
Boss of my life
Chose my life
Why was I?
High 'bove many,
Way 'bove plenty...
Mystery.
A walk
Long walk
Indeed, not
A gawk.
Always...
Made me bent but
Never broke my gut
Forced me beg
Chased 'way my bugs
Stretched me but
Strangled me not
Soaked me in blood
Baked me but food good
Presented me miserable
Prized me but invaluable
Go on
on and on
my boss
Love thee.
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