What? Rhyme or a crime? Poetry section?

bobby's girl

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His Song
A penny saved is a penny earned
Play with fire and you'll be burned
Can't count chickens while they're eggs
Rich don't give when the poor man begs
All my life I've learned these things
Try not to listen when the devil sings
But now I am but an empty man
'Cause I let go of the Bird in my hand...

Her Song
Count your money before it's earned
Play with fire and you'll be burned
What you sow is what you reap
Always look before you leap
And I remember sages vowed
Silver linings come with a cloud
Wish upon the first bright star
He played with fire; I have the scar...
Thanks Giggles (I may be missing you very, very soon. Just know I loved ya, Kid.)
And George - I don't know what it is. I'm not in college anymore, so I write whatever I want and however I like - whether anyone else likes it or not. And they're are many who do not. But that's okay.
 
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