There was a book and an album
And a slave and a whore
And a teacher and prophet
And a cynic and a bore
And they sat around thinking
“What to do in the zoo?”
And not one of them said
“I believe it’s important to
Read all these books
And all the nonsense chatter
So let’s prance with them
And…” And nothing was said after.
Because you see, they were cut off
As there were no more things to analyse!
Said The Red Wine God In Me
Tonight.
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