I thunk and I thunk
Till I was all thunked out.
I had nothing more
To think about.
I used to worry
’Bout this condition.
Guess my brain
Is in de-composition.
I worry no more
Cause this is the norm.
I now find it hard
A thought to form.
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 10:07 AM UTC
I thunk and I thunk
Till I was all thunked out.
I had nothing more
To think about.
I used to worry
’Bout this condition.
Guess my brain
Is in de-composition.
I worry no more
Cause this is the norm.
I now find it hard
A thought to form.
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