I always thought that yesterday
was just a time of day
But now I know that yesterday
is just what passed away
When wieners from the day before
are there to live their lives
Like Betty White and all her light
to give the day to wives
And all they eat are wieners for
a life to go onto
When all their rage to be on stage
is time that will undo
And bring them to a present
that will entertain right through
And have you laugh at Golden Girls
when other wieners do
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