A PAIR OF RAGGED CLAWS SCUTTLING, MY ASS
Learning to live with God
In the solution
Feeling like a dream could fix this
And a fix could dream this
And a daydream deceiver
And the end of all things
And the thing of it is
And the is is the thing
And big and fat and gay as a lifestyle
And tall and short and all Dr. Seuss
And killing time with everyone in sight
And waiting and wondering like Jim
And watching the wheels like John
And pitying the three blind mice like so
No no no no
And no and no and no and no
And no
And no
And no
And no
No no no no no no no
And questions of intimacy
And unfortunate realizations
And every last inappropriate fucking thing
And how's my driving?
And how's my tone?
And how's my cat?
No, yes?
No!
And no and no and no and no
No no no no no.
In the solution
Feeling like a dream could fix this
And a fix could dream this
And a daydream deceiver
And the end of all things
And the thing of it is
And the is is the thing
And big and fat and gay as a lifestyle
And tall and short and all Dr. Seuss
And killing time with everyone in sight
And waiting and wondering like Jim
And watching the wheels like John
And pitying the three blind mice like so
No no no no
And no and no and no and no
And no
And no
And no
And no
No no no no no no no
And questions of intimacy
And unfortunate realizations
And every last inappropriate fucking thing
And how's my driving?
And how's my tone?
And how's my cat?
No, yes?
No!
And no and no and no and no
No no no no no.
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