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A THING WITHOUT ENDS My plans for vacation Were brought to an end When I came to realize, No money to spend. The end of this summer Will not be so great With increases in cost, That I failed to rate. But life is like a wheel, Spins many times round. I’ll count all my treasures, Remember where found. So my plans for summer, Hold fast to my friends, That way to accomplish A thing without ends. ©8/31/05 Monty
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