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I'm covered in pieties
They make me sweat
Like a rhino, like a dog

Jim nods and strokes his chin
It's a sign he's thinking
Better of laughing

But that's how it goes
When you constitutionally
Can't be cool, sometimes

People let you know
"You're covered
In rule-flavored popcorn"

I want to be a pair of scissors
I want to be a pair of pants
Take your scissors away from my pants

I really like the idea
Of complete vulnerability
Which is why I'm dead

And frankly it feels ok
To say whatever
If by ok you understand dizzy

Have a sour soda for me
While I sit in the sauna
En route to the lasers