He looked at the puzzle in front of him and pondered
Maybe if he twisted his mind just so? No that didn’t work.
Maybe if he prodded the problem over there? Nope, that wasn’t the key
Maybe he should just leave everything alone, but then what would she say when she was ignored?
Seasoning was the key to all great cooking
And he wanted to be known as a Master Chef
Leaving the galley kitchen, he went on deck and breathed in the sea air
That’s when one of the junior officers made a snide remark about breakfast
Yelling obscenities back was probably not a good idea, he realized, as he washed all the dishes
Knowing how to unlock his potential would have been ideal
Everyone could see that
Yet somehow he never found the …
Knock and it will be opened they say
Except what happens when everyone is asleep behind the door
You may want a different solution for occasions like that
Maybe you think you know what is going on
You think you have the solutions to life’s final exam
Still I wonder if the answer key has even been made yet
There seems so much chaos and disorder
Every time I turn around, I find that my current guess was not quite right
Really most of the time I was flat out wrong. It gets quite frustrating
Yet still every day I get up and try to solve my little corner of life’s …
Rock ‘n roll blaring out the speakers
As her convertible rattled down the old dirt road
Determined to enjoy one of the last warm fall days they sang along
If her and her girlfriend were off key, they didn’t care
Only thing that mattered was what song was next
Know that she may be locked up emotionally
Eventually, she will open up
You just need to find the right …
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Know how to unlock your future
Enter in and possess it with both hands
You are the master of your destiny
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Elsa looked at the product of her chemistry degree and smiled. The van was loaded and ready to go. They were all babbling about black lives matter, or blue lives matter. She knew better. No lives matter really. She would show them all. She got inside and turned the key.
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