Sometimes I feel
Like I am trapped
In a snowglobe
All night and all day
But then I fall
Into the sky
And hit my head on the glass
And the feeling goes away.
Sometimes I feel
Like I am trapped
In a snowglobe
All night and all day
But then I fall
Into the sky
And hit my head on the glass
And the feeling goes away.
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Sure, I send love notes
To quite a long list
Of folks who viewed websites
Your firewall missed.
One day I’ll be Rachel,
Then April or Pam.
I’m whomever you like
If you check out my cam.
My purpose of being
Is simply to please.
I’ll make your face a colon
With a parantheses. 🙂
Sure I’m a robot,
But please don’t be irked.
I’ll love you like Siri
If she actually worked.
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