Fooled by the pressure, blown by the skirt
Sweat on the brow, dampened shirt
Feet full of sorrow, wet by the flood
Shock of such a horror that has drained my blood
Temper tantrums terror, drying with the weather
Laying back down, hoping to tether
Rains came along to help grass seed
Smashed a lip on a chair, finger wiped the bleed
sucked it dry, locked it tight,
set the alarm, so it’ll be alright
Time for fun, Pepper pig fun
Six and a half hours for a two hour run
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