You're not the one likely to save us all in this day and age.
You're far more liable to bring a box of crayons to the grave
To make some imprints of our grandparents on a notebook page.
Why don't you go home and teach your first-born through the first grade?
And you don't tame.
I blew your Bluetooth loose to make your ear drums cave in.
It was a battle to the death, and I win.
You should at least invite us out in some day and age
To do lunch with you and pay the tip; it's the least you could do.
And you don't tame.
And you don't tame.
The weather doesn't look that bad,
It feels just like it always had.
The leaves had come, and now they're gone,
and they'll be coming back along.
I used to cry, but now I don't
For special moisturizing soap,
Cause now my voice is clean as blood
As that is just what scalping does.
I had a rat and for a pet,
It gave me cookies and it sat.
It feast on mice and lemon rice.
I bought with cash I won from dice.
And everybody's sitting here,
They're sitting here, and sitting there.
The lemons are not clogged with stains,
And that I cannot bear to hear.
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