I have been feelin naughty,
And my left brain has that's smirk, I love so much.
It is possible to fix a parabolic mirror
To reflect the dove who won't leave the space between my air conditioner.
The raven is a smart buddy, his only problem he finds less confi
If the reflection can be sharp,
He would attack with his born desire,
And hunt and the hunted would take care
Of the problems created by my Aircon desire.
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