I want the magic box oh so much
my teeth hurt
the fact that it can't exist
makes me want to sleep beneath dirt
I want to spring out
and surprise them all
and you just strolled out before I could
I can't believe you have the gall
the magic box would be
covered all with eldricht runes
You know what's it it would
make me king of catchy tunes
I would entrance them all
hell yeah we'd have a ball
how you would applaud me
when I phase right through your wall
and float above your bed
to play a special lullaby
how you would laugh so hard
and then how you would cry
If I could have the box
that just cannot exist
It's just another failure
I'll be adding to my list
what
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