At school Joe sticks to me
As if he were magnetized to my needles
At school Joe peppers me with little things
Finally some good baths placed
I would blow my heart out on his face
That he is so long that I couldn't miss him
The pleasure I would have of calling him all the names of birds
That I invented expressly for you Joe
Do you remember that day when you got close
A little too close and then you you whispered the word too many
So it was I who pressed your face against my heart
And your right eye was gouged out against the hour hand
I pressed your face against my heart
And your right eye was gouged out against the hour hand
So much for you Joe
You should consider yourself lucky that I don't you didn't put out both eyes
Now you stick to me as if your eyes were magnetized to my needles
Now you season me with little well-behaved poodle cries

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