merry go, merry go, merry go round
dig your heels back into the ground
merry go, merry go, merry go round
'twas night in the morning when the body was foundmerry go, merry go, merry go nowhere
elusive in answers, prance like a hare
merry go, merry go, merry go nowhere
you know it's not right but it seems hardly fairmerry go, merry go, merry go round
when no one's around death comes aground
merry go, merry go, merry go round
'twas morning in night when the body was found
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شِعرA collection of mentally ill poems about the world, written by a mentally ill person. Perfect if you're into abstract or freeform poetry. New updates come at random times, but expect slightly consistent updates at least once a week or so! Top 10 in...