Fair


It is weird
To be feared
To be smeared
To be cleared

Please stay calm
There’s no bomb
In your palm
Trust your mom

We must crawl
Or we’ll fall
Lead them all
When they call

When you share
They will glare
Just don’t care
Do what’s fair.

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