I’m going to go as Einstein for Halloween
So I can slip on banana peels without spelling it out
There’s a joke in the pocket of a clock
And a truth in the loneliness of a flock
My genius wants to bang the gong but it knows
It doesn’t exist
The breast of a sparrow is only as tough
As a wheelbarrow at dawn
Yawn at the fact they think tomorrow
Will be the same as the days without coal
And steam engines
Failing to see realities shape
Causes her to
skip the date
and go to the fella
who bothered to ask her
what she really means
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