I found this. On the subway I think. Years ago. Words from an anonymous poet/crazy person. It's hand-written on the back of a Harlem restaurant flyer.
Could'a
Would'a
and Should'a
No one ever stops to think
That maybe their timing was right
Being any place else could'a been
In the path of a speeden car
So feel lucky where
You are
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