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Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally emotionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into lump’s pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas
She’s lump, she’s lump
She’s in my head
She’s lump, she’s lump, she’s lump
She might be dead
This sounds like the first verse of a nursery rhyme
Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
Totally emotionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into lump’s pajamas
She totally confused all the passing piranhas
She’s lump, she’s lump
She’s in my head
She’s lump, she’s lump, she’s lump
She might be dead