“Don’t worry. These taxes are temporary.”
Is it my imagination, or just ordinary?
Nothing is temporary except things labeled permanent.
Even if it’s not solid and in cement.
“This marriage is temporary. It’s not forever.”
Forever is a word of honor and nothing can sever.
I’ll love you always, like it says in a song,
Or does it mean until someone better comes along?
Temporary means it’s here today, gone tomorrow,
I’ll return your money, I don’t like to borrow.
Another two weeks, you don’t have my money yet?
This is not what you promised, I’m getting upset.
If I keep asking, we will no longer be friends?
If I expect you to repay me, then this is the end?
Doctor, this lump is temporary, like you said?
Or did you mean I’ll soon be dead?
Road construction, take the alternate way,
You thought you’d return this same day?
My days are numbered, my life is almost through,
What have I learned that is always true?
I am just a reed bending in the wind,
I can’t extend my life, but I can give it for a friend.
The only things permanent are given from above,
And the most permanent of all is love, sweet love.

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