I'm tap dancing as fast as I can, Mom.
The sparks jumping off the sidewalk like
demon flares half mad in the dark!
all seems to be going swimmingly,
but you turn to stone and deliver me
to the monster at 3 o'clock sharp!
Read my crimes and grant no leniency;
the sentence is beating with Dad's belt.
Jan 26, 2023
Jan 26, 2023 at 9:49 PM UTC
I'm tap dancing as fast as I can, Mom.
The sparks jumping off the sidewalk like
demon flares half mad in the dark!
all seems to be going swimmingly,
but you turn to stone and deliver me
to the monster at 3 o'clock sharp!
Read my crimes and grant no leniency;
the sentence is beating with Dad's belt.
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