Mr. Rogers |
| by Dustin Raymond |
When I listen to this music,
I see myself
wearing a big, furry, blue sweater
trying to sit there
and teach young kids about life.
I see myself
a lonely old man
with a fish
that is always way too overfed.
My best friend is a mailman
that frequently comes by to visit.
We would talk,
then he would go.
I imagine myself
with a great train collection
that I find myself
playing with all of the time
just to pass the time
of my pathetic and boring life.
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