Is there a second verse
Much better than the first
In the Universe that comes
When we’ve finished with this one
A major one
Not minor be
Where we’ll all be free
To sing our greatest song
R K Olson © 2010
Is there a second verse
Much better than the first
In the Universe that comes
When we’ve finished with this one
A major one
Not minor be
Where we’ll all be free
To sing our greatest song
R K Olson © 2010
“Your Fired”, was his claim to fame.
Everyone, everywhere knew his name.
Down the moving stairs he’d tread.
The long tie cotton candy head.
With a scowling, growling, virulent look
Hairpiece quaffed. He swirls. He shook.
He swiftly blames and then proclaims.
I’m not a creep, I’m not a crook.
The biz I did was by the book.
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