I lost my movie ticket
Looking for an open door
In an already closed, barely visited
High-end mall.
It's one way the universe tells us
We've got enough to spare
Like the dinner you didn't like,
The oily sesame noodles
Coupled with hot tea,
Not worthy of the pesoses
We easily departed with.
It's one way the universe tells us
Not everything goes our way.
And if we want to buy another peace of mind
Shell out further those extra pesoses
Clipped cleanly in our small pockets.
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