Chance, Luck, fate and also lot
Can decide what you have got,
The homo-sapien vessel ride
Is wanted so within every hide,
As species would want to be us
Because we can so lend a hand
To the hellish land of sad sand
That is barren and out of hand.
On the double can so be trouble
As you are not thinking straight,
Having a tipple can be a double
Or running at speed a duration.
Are you feeling apprehensible
To asking for some supplication.
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