four corners of my world
the sky beneath my feet
my house is from a glass jar
I live in sea
my friend fish
who tickles my feet
woke up just in time
got to go to work
where’s my sooks
permanent press my pants
I gotta shave in a hurry
I cut my face
I need to prepare my bag
unfortunately this my world
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