My only doubt about World War 3
Is whether it will be fought
By actual guys with an Xbox controller
Or the guy shooting back they call “bot”.
My only doubt about World War 3
Is whether it will be fought
By actual guys with an Xbox controller
Or the guy shooting back they call “bot”.
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Speeches are just plays
Where nobody remembered the part
Where you dispense with “further ado”
And let the acting start.
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Growing up means being sleepy
But working anyway,
Trying hard to not be creepy
While you earn your pay,
And maybe plotting a murder or two
But not giving that away.
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There once was fish that was blue
And instead of just one there were two
And another was black.
Red you say? That sounds wack!
And also the fish were gay too.
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And the Lord said unto Abraham
“You shall not eat unclean animals.
“Also, guess what I decided to name pig meat?”
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A is for abbreviation
Which means shortening things.
Z is for zat’s all folks,
Now go do kid things.
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Instead of red lights
We can just have free-for-alls
At the four-way stops.
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