If I could clone myself
And make an evil twin
I probably wouldn’t.
But somewhere out there
The guy whose evil twin
Would’ve killed Hitler
Is regretting his choice
Not to make an evil clone.
Now I’m doubting my decision…
If I could clone myself
And make an evil twin
I probably wouldn’t.
But somewhere out there
The guy whose evil twin
Would’ve killed Hitler
Is regretting his choice
Not to make an evil clone.
Now I’m doubting my decision…
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Little birds fly
And small children don’t.
Dogs obey loving masters
But small children won’t.
Whales jump on command
Through rings made of fire
But children would never
Do something so dire.
Small children are builders,
But so is an ant.
A fly can do everything
Small children can’t.
Pediatricians are pricey.
What’s cheaper are vets.
That’s why I shun children
In favor of pets.
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Flying to a new address
When I hear a stranger in distress.
Oh wait, I recognize that guy!
Let’s save a different passerby…
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I’ve thought a lot about it
And I think that thinking is good.
I also see some virtue to letting
Things happen as they would,
For what is in our power
But our power to choose how to act.
We have no ability to decide
Consequences or outcomes. Fact.
So when thinking about the future
And weighing choices in your head
Don’t worry about the ending
But about the choice itself instead.
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