47 - Inside of me

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En média : Rimshox - Ignorance

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Inside of me, there is a tiny little thing

It is clearly alive, I can hear it wagging

I keep asking myself, as I don't know for sure

Is it a little boy, a cruel creature ?

Very boisterous, and with his dexterous hands,

It is building something, in the midst of my lands

It is dark and wide, and it is growing quickly

Such a heavy weight, a worriment to carry

Sometimes it is groaning, and it seems to suffer

The effort must be though, for my private gofer

A palace to become, and for now just some yards

Endeavouring his best, to improve my innards.

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