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I can't seem to get my head on right But for a moment my mind, a beacon of light I could see, think and expound truths clearly Thoughts turned to words once passed through me But I have become a dim light bulb No matter how much amps or volts I gulp Even if I hammer this desk with my head Does no good, the hamster and wheel are dead However, I will not allow myself to be undone I must again alight my mind like a sun I'll make a gasoline and Vaseline mixture Something along the line of ****** I'll procure Add the concoction to the end of a Q-tip Let it soak for more than a sip Light it on fire by striking a match And to set ablaze my brain thatch Ram the flame deep into my ear Nothing to lose, nothing to fear I must do this before I become a vegetable Point in case I can't think of anything that rhymes with vegetable Nothing that isn't completely nonsensical
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 1:23 PM UTC
A Dim Bulb
I can't seem to get my head on right But for a moment my mind, a beacon of light I could see, think and expound truths clearly Thoughts turned to words once passed through me But I have become a dim light bulb No matter how much amps or volts I gulp Even if I hammer this desk with my head Does no good, the hamster and wheel are dead However, I will not allow myself to be undone I must again alight my mind like a sun I'll make a gasoline and Vaseline mixture Something along the line of ****** I'll procure Add the concoction to the end of a Q-tip Let it soak for more than a sip Light it on fire by striking a match And to set ablaze my brain thatch Ram the flame deep into my ear Nothing to lose, nothing to fear I must do this before I become a vegetable Point in case I can't think of anything that rhymes with vegetable Nothing that isn't completely nonsensical
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Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 1:23 PM UTC
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