welcome to here
i see you've come looking
for a glimmer of hope in the pain
it's a world where we sleep
so the kettles can steep
and the sky doesn't rain much but clocks
if you'll just lift your foot
i'll clean up the soot
so you can lay down and die where you stand
i hope you didn't have intentions otherwise
well we don't like to please
but we can try to appease
if you'll just put some cash on the fire
my sheets were all tidy
but then i took a nap
it's a good thing that i planned ahead
the biscuits went bad
and the milk stings a tad
social security can suck a fat toad
because i planned on plugging my mouth the day i turn 60
if you'll pardon the pun
i just have the one
so you can get up to get one for yourself
it hurt to wake up again
what with the noise
and the dreams of incontinent lands
and i was thinking ahead
but i've nothing to say
so i think i'll just turn in for the day
i never planned on being happy anyway
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