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Easy Come, Easy Go!

Hey you, do you hear?

Oh! Really, don’t you care?

It’s me, I hope you realize now,

Go on quick, take a bow!

Easy come, easy go,

I do hope you know,

Bending down to none,

I am likened to the sun!

From prince to pauper,

Hell yes! Even show stoppers,

They woo me all the way,

Oh! how they love to see me sway!

I make or break them all,

Often drawing the cat calls,

I stay with none,

Yeah baby! With me, it’s only fun!

If only, you would understand,

I trickle out from your palm like sand,

Without me, it’s impossible to fend,

In reality, I’m just the means to an end!

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Written by Sheetal Ashpalia

Sheetal is an aspiring writer who potters in poetry and discovering more each day! She was coerced into trying her hand out at poetry by friends from the writing community and is thoroughly enjoying this journey...

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