Blah Poem by *Brad Combs* (The Igloo Pirate too) *^*Sitting at that Table for One*^*

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I feel so Blah today
I think it might be me,

I feel so Blah today
Yet it never grows old,

I feel so Blah today
Why can’t I sleep these days away?

I feel so Blah today
Why can’t I change?

I feel so Blah today
And it seems it will never go away!

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