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I just heard a reporter say "The Tiger escaped from it's pen!" Well did it occur to antone that it should never have been in a pen in the first place?
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The Clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power,
To tell just when the hands will stop
On what day or what hour.
Now is the only time we have,
So live it with a will,
Don't wait until tomorrow,
The hands may then be still.
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