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Confusion Of The Squirrels

As night became morning
And the sky turned to red
I turned too quickly
And fell out of bed

For all through the night
I heard them up top
Confused and noisy
They just wouldn't stop

The confusion of the squirrels
Tormented my sleep
The confusion of the squirrels
In my brain so deep

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