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Dirt The dirt in the creases of my hands Points its finger and mocks me. It laughes and says Here you go again. You tried so hard to get away from me. You thought you could escape. You thought an education could save you. YOu thought wrong. I've been your lifelong companion, buddy. You've had your hands in me for so long I've grown to like you And I don't go away so easy. I bet you'll always have If not me, Something on your hands That you don't want there And so I get up, Go to the sink, And scrub And scrub And scrub.
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