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Who Do You Think You Are?
You just came to us in the laundromat,
Asking to take my mom's photo, just like that,
She was playing ukulele around the machines
As we three, her kids and her, sit in a row like sardines,
So that no one would hear her, she is still a bit anxious,
I'm not so delirious,
But she's a bit too trusting,
I saw you, trying to hide your laughing,
Whatcha gonna do with that photo, huh?
Make a meme, to make fun of her, huh?
Although she did give her Instagram name,
So you could tag her, should you post the photo, all the same.
This might be innocent,
But I don't think you're a friend,
I think you're a foe, an online troll,
Who thinks he's on a roll.
Who do you think you are?
I see through you, so bizarre,
I know what you really are.
Asking to take my mom's photo, just like that,
She was playing ukulele around the machines
As we three, her kids and her, sit in a row like sardines,
So that no one would hear her, she is still a bit anxious,
I'm not so delirious,
But she's a bit too trusting,
I saw you, trying to hide your laughing,
Whatcha gonna do with that photo, huh?
Make a meme, to make fun of her, huh?
Although she did give her Instagram name,
So you could tag her, should you post the photo, all the same.
This might be innocent,
But I don't think you're a friend,
I think you're a foe, an online troll,
Who thinks he's on a roll.
Who do you think you are?
I see through you, so bizarre,
I know what you really are.
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