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You black and white beasts From the far east, Oh, how I long to be invited to your panda feasts. I put on my panda hat with my panda suit, Tie my panda tie and my panda shoes. I arrive at your gate with all my panda bling, But you say, for me to enter, I must wear your panda ring. That doesn’t sound so bad if that’s all I need to do To be allowed to enter and eat bamboo with you. I’ve waited for this moment, longed to be accepted. But, to be honest, it’s not what I expected. Although I am so close, and the ring looks nice, I hesitate for a second, take a moment to think twice. Is this what my life has come to, debating a “panda ring”? Enslaved to every whim of the panda king, Doing what he wants me to, just to be approved, Once I put that ring on, it cannot be removed. No, I will not stoop to a panda ring, I have my own bear song to sing. As I say goodbye, waving my bare hand, I notice panda rings on all their bear hands. Spotless I return, back home to the ice, Ready to chill out and live a polarized life.
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May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
Panda Ring
You black and white beasts From the far east, Oh, how I long to be invited to your panda feasts. I put on my panda hat with my panda suit, Tie my panda tie and my panda shoes. I arrive at your gate with all my panda bling, But you say, for me to enter, I must wear your panda ring. That doesn’t sound so bad if that’s all I need to do To be allowed to enter and eat bamboo with you. I’ve waited for this moment, longed to be accepted. But, to be honest, it’s not what I expected. Although I am so close, and the ring looks nice, I hesitate for a second, take a moment to think twice. Is this what my life has come to, debating a “panda ring”? Enslaved to every whim of the panda king, Doing what he wants me to, just to be approved, Once I put that ring on, it cannot be removed. No, I will not stoop to a panda ring, I have my own bear song to sing. As I say goodbye, waving my bare hand, I notice panda rings on all their bear hands. Spotless I return, back home to the ice, Ready to chill out and live a polarized life.
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May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 7:50 PM UTC
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