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Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good Morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich - yes richer than a king - And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head.
I go out with an amazing girl who gets my jokes. Even when they are not funny. That is all you need to know about me. Oh and I'm god damn sexy. That is important to know too.
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