Congratulations father time
It seems you've won again
It's tomorrow
And I'm awake
Let the circus begin
So I lower the stakes and shut my eyes
To escape the mundane madness
And remind myself to keep them closed
I indulge in edenesque sadness
Green eggs and ham are black and white today
But I eat them anyway
Those arrogant hands still marching away
Eat them in the dark? I just may
I walk out the door and trip and fall
Remembering not to open my eyes
All the kings' horses and all the kings' men
Really get a kick out of this disguise
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