It is a fact I am so fast
You can't escape the blast.
When I say it was a joint work
I should laugh more till sore.
I sometimes wish I had a cork
to not let this drip through a fork
I wish I won't fall inside
the place with dark sides.
You can't escape the blast.
When I say it was a joint work
I should laugh more till sore.
I sometimes wish I had a cork
to not let this drip through a fork
I wish I won't fall inside
the place with dark sides.
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