Cartwheels

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My wounds are nicely slated dear
I never got to thank you right
I was finished way before I could see
Quite what you had in mind for me

I'm doing cartwheels

Now the pessimism in me yawns
As I'm pissing on their perfect front lawns
A voice calls out behind my back
and i take off into the grounds

I'm doing Cartwheels

It'll all tie me up into knots

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