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Poem 6 In scene one were in a bind Walking with nervous anxiety Our emotions flaring wildly Hoping everyone can see Then it gets to half done The play is almost through It seems things went to fast Things turn a little blue Everyone will miss The fun we had at first But soon it will be over People breakdown and burst Now it is all over We all stand in awe An' all the people present Are standing in applause |
