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Life is like a carousel, going up
and down, up and down.
Round and round, round and
round.
Sometimes your feet never
touching the ground.
If you look at life from this
end.
Then look way down the road.
There is no end it just keeps
going on.
Round and round again.
You cannot see what is
around the corner, til you
take the turn.
One day your up, next day
your down.
Things never remain the
same you've learned.
Your heads in a spin, the
bills have come in.
You borrow from Peter to
pay Paul.
You look at the calendar
sure enough 12 months
in a year.
Is there an end to this
madness at all?
You plan a vacation for
something to do.
To get away from it all.
A trip to LasVegas a grand
place to go.
Then onto Niagara Falls.
You arrive back home.
All rested and raren to go.
You open your mailbox and
what do you see.
The bills have followed you
home.
Have to admit, Life is a
Carousel, up and down,
round and round it goes.
There is never no end it
happens over again.
365 days of the year, 12
months seems shorter.
Look out here comes year
2004, you have the pleasure
of doing it once more.
written by: Paula aka Angel Of Love
September 2, 2003
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