Duncan Livingstone

I wish I were my pupil
I wouldn't talk about my teachers
Even if I were the president
Still I would dare'nt my teachers
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They claim that brain drains;
They are the first to drain brains
And the last to die
As easy as pie
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Death has never failed;
Until I found it nailed
Death has never frowned;
Until I found it crowned
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I saw hatred that loved
It loved to hate and hated to love
Hatred that hated to see loving lads
As black as coal it did blur vision
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It is still very early
And you cannot see clearly,
Sorry, I cannot see clearly
I carry a deadly whip
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It was the first evening,
The famine was about to get satisfied
With the juicy ribs that protruded from Mr Nera
And was about to say bye to that era
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A knock at my door
My mat on the floor
Bulls on the pavement
A hoe with my masters
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Until then I had never set eyes on a thigh
I sat lazily as if the table was high
Though that was my first day to try,
it was her tenth trial
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Uncle, I promised to die tomorrow but not so
Now that I have extended my life
Please spare me those whips
I know how much you had wished for this
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The sun was still young
Like a new bouncing baby
My friend was such a mosquito
Who never wanted blood maybe
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