smile, and the sun will come back out
I promise
hot tea on a blazing day
not my cup o'
soothing cream rendered unnecessary
I'll take it anyway
and you know what they say
about pineapples or bananas or
something yellow
I keep trying, but I do believe it's rigged
none the less
on and on "the spinning wheel spins"
chin up, shoulders back
getting less love equals
give a little more
but I'm not keeping score
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