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Once Upon A Pun

Once upon a pun
I stumbled upon an urn
I saw my future
A bold bright picture
It made my eyeballs burn

There I starred a star
A bright and shooting star
To light the sky
And fly so high
Make gravity look bizzare

I swore to live the dream
To the fullest, to the brim
To be the best
To beat the rest
To be the crème dela crème

I know
Not only I have seen
His future on a screen
Who wants to be what he can be
Though the world may not agree
I know my future is so green

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