These naughty oldies
Have no shame to hide
Why they think it is pride
When one leg in grave and another shaking
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Left me with bitter taste
Your deleterious phrase
I can't brush them out
the return years after
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I have a strong nose
That smells everything
It is so strong
That it can even smell
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When world sleeps
I am awake in my own eyes
stars shine on my nose
And I play with the moon
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