Boy hell this world's adept
at ripping off saps
As for me I've had my fill
of gumption traps
I'm getting ruthless
turn real hard
you'll never see
such a stone cold bard
I used to care about
the world so much
my aspiration now is
to get well out of touch
sap no longer
mean as hell
and here you thought that
you knew me so well
dragging myself up and out
by my bootstraps
and a bucket under every tree
collecting sap
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