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Mr. Lonely

Mr. Lonely
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I was asleep all morning

In my dreams, lousy and yawning

It felt kind of soothing

With the gallons of saliva I was drooling

Maybe I was a fool…

To me if was cool.

The best happening all through my week

You could ask yourself, “What’s wrong with this geek?”

If only you knew, if only you felt

You could know…with what case I dealt

Oh! I’ve messed twice in a row

The food is burnt, that I know.

It happens quite often…

Let alone cooking it half rotten

My tummy hearts all night

I strike pauses like the queen’s knight

Have I showered…the question comes slowly

Sorry folks, that’s Mr. lonely.





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