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Trudging the morning,
The tramp the trampoline under his arm
Shifts past whiskers
So spark is the with the barking alarm
coiled 'til the corner is turned.

And the wheels all struggle to move 'round
In your muddy mind caked
and I'm willing in time
Shall we sit on the springs 'til the muck dry?

All the pretty visitors came and waved arms
And the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
All the pretty visitors came and their arms
And cast the of a snake pit on the

What first, the chicken or the dickhead?
Split sleep reaps rewards and ill fitting
A forces you to go on a walk
Your legs running, and your head gets caught

Canopy nineteen, is perfectly
For the reasonably fall from the aftertaste
have to slip away, I'm unhappy to say
Behold as the crook in a hammock

All the pretty visitors came and waved their
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the
All the pretty visitors came and waved their
And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the

as the crook in the hammock plays
Cruelly with the base of the
And fiddles with the on a balancing act
Gagged, bound, and in a tale
wrapped in a gasp

Cruelly with the of the scales
And fucking fiddles with the feet on a act
You were gagged, and craft in a tale
wrapped in a gasp

All the pretty visitors came and waved their
And the shadow of a snake pit on the wall
All the pretty visitors came and waved arms
And cast the of a snake pit on the wall