Assumed, it was, that all was great.
Sad though great was mostly fake.
We were croissants
Waiting to bake
As faked we were
Those rolls who cared
Where mostly without makeup.
They roll through a sugar coat shakeup.
Smoother trails prevail.
But over mountain and dale
It’s up and down and only clowns
Would ride these bridge out rails!
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