Fri 28 Jul, 2017 22:44:04 EAT
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I'm drinking my beer as I draw my bier,
My dreams only on a bailey,
Yeah a bailey for I'm just a bailee.
My past baits me though I try to bate them,
I now dream of being a bey in the bay,
And soon I won't bear myself .
I take a bite though I'm on a bight
My goals on a cellar,
And my personality just like a seller.
I'm my own colonel though in statue just a kernel.
I'm a Pharaoh but today I'll head to the Farrow,
Yeah for it's just a phase of my life,
And by feet I'll head for the feat,
I'll forment a revolution to the passengers,
Yeah for my brains are now fermented,
Hence ask not of my dignity.
My wife grieves of my state,
And all I offer is greave,
I'm my own Ceres,
And my life now a series.
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