Born carefree into the history Safe steady guided by his ideas You should know him by now You hear him every day But its hard to remember Those senses lie dormant and dwell Mummy mister Cant resist your Muffin mixture Or murder mysteries Now how? would I know? Walk faster Spit as the roads are crossed Its all a disaster Those rhymes were too easily tossed All those thoughtforms you know Ruining your every night But who would conceive them Until it is spelled out so right? Mummy mister Cant resist your Muffin mixture Or murder mysteries Now how? would I know?
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