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Created on: July 23, 2009 Last Updated: February 20, 2012
Years spent in the rat race,
running blindly, avoiding traps,
striving hard to hold my own
with overzealous rodent chaps.
Attention to detail and self-motivation
barely made an impression.
Female types can rarely compete
with all that testosterone aggression.
Succumbing to burnout,
surrendering to frustration,
the endless maze
culled my resignation.
Blooming now where I am planted,
mingling with congenial cats,
winning isn't everything,
the race was fun, but not the rats.
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