Not A Poem, Two Musicals And A Brain Cramp
Not My Garbage Fire, Not My Problem
A Date Would Imply This Were Original
raindrops on kittens and whiskers on roses
toeses on mittens erroneously
brown paper lunch dances all in the wings
there are a few of my suppositions
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Pretty sure just jamming musical numbers together is purely derivative, but this bugger's stuck in my head now, so y'all get to share.
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It was, in fact, both my garbage fire *and* my problem.
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