Things ain't going that bad,
You must be on some kind of computer,
So mazel tov on that,
You're using accessible internet,
You're using your free will,
Unless someone's got a gun to your head,
Forcing you, as torture, to read this swill,
I can't imagine you're on your deathbed,
You'd not waste time with Waths,
Unless, wait a sec, are you my mother?
No, she's already lost,
So here's the deal,
Since I've your attention,
The fact that we're here, talking together,
Tells me you live in major convenience.
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