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Now that I've up all my ideas
Here in my house by the sea
I for a usable memory but none comes to me

In one, my teacher could do embalming
She'd the bodies of dead little birds
She told us if ever we found one, just to it to her

And in the science was an iguana
It lay very in its cage
And we'd feed him flies

Then she'd the old testament to us
But first remind us the stories were true
And we'd hear of and plagues and the tortures they knew

And in the science was an iguana
I it now in my house by the seaside
Swatting