MR. BENTLEY AND THOSE
TWO BEAUTIFUL KIDS
He never chokes I bet.
He grabs a wand, spinning and
wandering like a dog chasing wind and
and flowers, or a frantic kitten freely jumping.
Any twisting sentinel watching this daily
scene would be wasting time in warning.
There's too much light in his day,
not much weight in his morning.
Hulkingly rich, his two children
settle for nothing less.
TWO BEAUTIFUL KIDS
He never chokes I bet.
He grabs a wand, spinning and
wandering like a dog chasing wind and
and flowers, or a frantic kitten freely jumping.
Any twisting sentinel watching this daily
scene would be wasting time in warning.
There's too much light in his day,
not much weight in his morning.
Hulkingly rich, his two children
settle for nothing less.
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