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Misapplications #5

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Wandering

To ensure he or she won’t stray

Fulfill desires every day.

You do this with all your might,

Your mate won’t ever wander. Right?

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Misapplications #4

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Shower Singing

When you truly, truly love doing something

You’re bound to be good at it.

Right?

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Misapplications #3

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ParisCafeDiscussion

I thought it would be a great idea

To discuss politics with people online

Because I’m sure I can change people’s minds

By abusing their opinions

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Misapplications #2

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Memories of Love

All deference to Lord Tennyson

But a third alternative

Generally preferred

Might have been to have loved and kept

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Misapplications #1

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Schemers

In life, schemers and game-players often defeat us

Because we repeatedly insist on believing

That other people will only do things

For the same reasons we would

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