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All is Payday
Long time ago in a decay,
A pretty girl that happens to be me was led astray.
The story of the girl is an essay,
That the picture is not easy.

Happily blessed today,
That the help rendered has not been repay.
All what am doing is to betray,
That I don't know there's a payday.

While wondering if the sky is away,
Remembering what the moon has to say.
Heaven knows I do slay.
To God I bring my offerings I pray.