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Sweet Little Lullabies
Sweet little lullabies haunt my grave as I curse
the rabbi, who rocked me a bunting, "Gone to get
a rabbit skin." Dropping me on my head with other
fish to fry as I crapped in my nappies with no teat
to seize with my frontal lobe teeth. Now all alone
in my box detoxing. Shaving my foreskin with a razor
and Burma Shave with songs from Myanmar. But!
I cut a rug in my new johnny coat gown rocking me
a bunting.
the rabbi, who rocked me a bunting, "Gone to get
a rabbit skin." Dropping me on my head with other
fish to fry as I crapped in my nappies with no teat
to seize with my frontal lobe teeth. Now all alone
in my box detoxing. Shaving my foreskin with a razor
and Burma Shave with songs from Myanmar. But!
I cut a rug in my new johnny coat gown rocking me
a bunting.
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