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I’m stuck in a box and I can’t get out,
I’ve tried to push and wiggle about,
To free myself from this dreadful fate,
But it seems like all I can do is wait.
Wait, I say, till the time is right,
And I can finally escape this awful plight,
This horrible, wretched curse of a thing,
That has hog-tied me and cut off my wings.
My mind is begging to be set free,
But the box ignores its desperate plea,
I can never predict if it ever stops,
When I can’t seem to think outside the box.
I’ve tried to push and wiggle about,
To free myself from this dreadful fate,
But it seems like all I can do is wait.
Wait, I say, till the time is right,
And I can finally escape this awful plight,
This horrible, wretched curse of a thing,
That has hog-tied me and cut off my wings.
My mind is begging to be set free,
But the box ignores its desperate plea,
I can never predict if it ever stops,
When I can’t seem to think outside the box.
Stupid writers' block. It's a real pain in the fanny...
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