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Guess who!

It's lunch time, so I go for a walk
Out among the menstrual hugs

As for the burning question of injuries on playdates,
I am able to conquer my timidity

As often as the reporters reach
For their current

I am drifting off into a land of electric shocks
Coming from blue jeans

I like it there but hate the commute
And am able to conquer my cupidity

Ablative case coming in handy about now
Awareness is the pain after which I am born

A great chain of ability stretching back to a chimp
Desire, sizzle me immediately,

I am a kid for special effects
And the steadfast refusal to explain