HOW I LOVE
THE GAME
You make me shudder,
you make me weak.
Lie down in green pastures,
pump up the meek.
On the edge of the small,
stupid town (that is not, really),
the carnival has set up camp.
There for eight days, give or
take a few. The set-up guys
come first. Despicable crew -
stalwarts and trenchmouth boozers
and dopers. They encamp in
their campers and wagons and vans -
all tools and rigging and wires. They
sleep on the grass, they sleep in their
pants. These grizzled veterans of all,
sexmobiles and Ferris Wheels.
The whole, entire mess goes up.
THE GAME
You make me shudder,
you make me weak.
Lie down in green pastures,
pump up the meek.
On the edge of the small,
stupid town (that is not, really),
the carnival has set up camp.
There for eight days, give or
take a few. The set-up guys
come first. Despicable crew -
stalwarts and trenchmouth boozers
and dopers. They encamp in
their campers and wagons and vans -
all tools and rigging and wires. They
sleep on the grass, they sleep in their
pants. These grizzled veterans of all,
sexmobiles and Ferris Wheels.
The whole, entire mess goes up.
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