Sep 18
They'll never tell you
what it is
when they tell you,
it is what it is
so what is it?
I think it's a field
where
the bulls are full of it.
what it is
when they tell you,
it is what it is
so what is it?
I think it's a field
where
the bulls are full of it.
(68/Here and now)
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