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Fishing polls, bait, lunch and we’re off.
Driving down a country road
the sun is shining,
music is playing on the car radio.
I’m thinking to myself about how much
I hate you, more everyday
I begin to daydream...
—I don’t wanna go fishing today
I wanna go to the Boston Aquarium instead
meet the new octopus, see the sharks & rays
walk to the hahbah, drink in the view
maybe see a humpback whale or two.”
“Hey! did you hear me He said ?”
“ Huh__wha___?
—Yeah sure, you can have a few
but please, not this time. “
—Nah,
I’ll be fine.
Driving down a country road
the sun is shining,
music is playing on the car radio.
I’m thinking to myself about how much
I hate you, more everyday
I begin to daydream...
—I don’t wanna go fishing today
I wanna go to the Boston Aquarium instead
meet the new octopus, see the sharks & rays
walk to the hahbah, drink in the view
maybe see a humpback whale or two.”
“Hey! did you hear me He said ?”
“ Huh__wha___?
—Yeah sure, you can have a few
but please, not this time. “
—Nah,
I’ll be fine.
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