From the womb we rise
Born already wise
Wisdom, a gem within
Not smart advice once given
The cogs spin and turn
Let live and let learn
Wheels upstairs are ticking
Ideas begin kicking
Once described as smart
Perhaps that was part
Ly holding back the wise
Smart was a simple disguise
The flashy coat worn
Blast of a loud horn
But inside, queen fashion
Playing behind, musician
Two and two makes four
But what's at the core?
The notes can't make the tune hum
The beat gives it the rhythm.
very nice :)
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