sniffer pap papple
my dog ate an apple
a gorrilla ate a logic
and the pro ate the sound
in the ground
from the pound
said my hound
round round
and round round
she goes
shes goes
we go
here we go
there they went
little flint
little spickle mint in the guitar far out tent
bent trickle nickle pinches in the gibberty gabberty sninches
said the adult poet
who wrote for the adults
about adult things
so that they could learn to be grown ups
cuz it's learned
that's what i heard
that's what i say
i stand by my hay
even if it rains.
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