Feed Me Seymour

The backend of the boat the slop of the canoe

pushing out into the waters uncharted and unmapped

I used to be happy before I got blue and you started talking to me about rap.

The bones and the sinews of my whole being are built in rhyme

Rhythm banged me in the head 'til I got blind

and now I see

so don't talk to me

about the birds and the bees

I got stung

and climbed the ladder rung

Dee Dee Dee

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