By S.D.Sycther
Father Food Fast Forward
Father first fell and fell from fission;
then they say came I on his mission.
Father healthy, then Why so fat I;
IF tears in his then why do I cry?
Told you many many times,
less less were opportunities, less was the time;
And all went bad and so went chyme;
Told you many many times, told you many times.
But vagabond you were n many many lines,
But vagabond you were in many many lines.
Get get get sunny, adventure adventure;
Caution follows you, my dear;
And repent repent the mysteries of fear.
But never back down or fear fear fear.
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