Even further behind
than you thought before
what’s better a brick wall
Or a slamming door
it’s getting tedious
I’m getting wroth and grim
Paul said the thorn pierced him three times
but I’m not him
And I should laugh of course
the price of bending rules
If you complained about the like
I’d curse you all as fools
but we all like rules
till they apply to us
and I’m no better than the next
So please excuse me while I cuss
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