Home is where I stay
Until I'll find out how to leave
Since they yell at their fall
But don't rake up a leaf.
Wake up!
Wake up!
Rake up those teeth,
So combed, so neat.
With one vent divided
To the corners of her full-sized bed.
She lets out a sigh.
Out on top of the sheets,
A rather drawing scene
As I say goodbye...
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