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The Love Carpet

We’re all dancin’ on the love carpet
Singin’ with Shirley
Yeah, makin’ sure that well-known objects
And their shapes are destroyed

He always gets the best part of the steak
Ma, why don’t I get the tenderloin?
He always mixes the chemicals

Avoid touching the plant for a while
I lost the caulking
I lost the pebbles in my tube
I lost newspapers, glass
And aluminum

(c)1991 & 2014, J Lemanowicz
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