I think rehabilitated homeless people
Should be called “Ikean Americans”
Because they used to live in boxes
But now they’re all put together
Just sayin’
I think rehabilitated homeless people
Should be called “Ikean Americans”
Because they used to live in boxes
But now they’re all put together
Just sayin’
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Once there was a tired gent.
To bed went he; To sleep he went.
The other folks said “Mama Mia!”
For the bed he went was in Ikea.
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For fourteen dollars and fifteen hours
I can buy some wood and plastic towers
And with the help of a hammer, saw,
Electric drill, and my guitaw
I can make a TV stand
That I created by my own hand.
For fifteen dollars and sixteen minutes
I can buy a stand already finished.
I’ll assemble it with an alan wrench,
Then maybe also build a bench.
But the pride of doing is better than haste.
Besides, can’t let those towers go to waste!
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