Caffeine
By JazzPirate
Thu, 21 Apr 2005
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My legs are just going
To stop me from falling
I'm not even walking
Just clawing and clawing.
I hear a clock snicker
It laughs at me talking
It knows; it's been watching
This cue I've been chalking
This broom that I'm pushing
It is charming and warming
It points; it's seen someone
Who's raving and stalking
I turn and I catch them
They're licking and snarling
My cue is now miles away
This broom is my darling.
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