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Goofy Poems On Eyeballs n' Such
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Silly Disguises
The sunny sun, it rises And the people rise to meet it In their silliest disguises They grab hold of life and eat it Then they jump inside of cages And grip hard onto wheels And drive for endless ages Or at least that's how it feels Til they get to where they're going Then they fix their wigs and masks So it seems as though they're wise and knowing Unless somebody asks them where they're going And then they shrink inside their shirts and hide Pretending that they've died Pretending there's no one inside Pretending that they're mute, or deaf Pretending that their right side is their left In their silliest disguises They go out to greet the day In a dozen thousand shapes and sizes Slumping, glumping all the way In their silliest and sappiest They bounce about, competing For title of the Happiest Chap or Chippie East of Eden
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