My heart is a bassoon
once I've tackled it
to the ground, oboe
in my good hand
As a battering ram
A morning star
A mace
A flail
Nary more a tune
My heart is a bassoon!
got it now? It waits
to fill up every room
"Water always finds
It's own level" or so they
say and if my heart were
full of water I wouldn't
have a clue what they
mean by that anyway
My heart is a *********
bassoon and if I were to
put it in the bath it would
ruin it
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 3:52 PM UTC
My heart is a bassoon
once I've tackled it
to the ground, oboe
in my good hand
As a battering ram
A morning star
A mace
A flail
Nary more a tune
My heart is a bassoon!
got it now? It waits
to fill up every room
"Water always finds
It's own level" or so they
say and if my heart were
full of water I wouldn't
have a clue what they
mean by that anyway
My heart is a *********
bassoon and if I were to
put it in the bath it would
ruin it
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