Grab a fistful while you can
The force of life is going fast
Behold a bubble from the man
Worth twenty-two of poorer caste
But fondle it and sure it pops
Forget the strength he said it had
Just quickly whisk the solution drops
Into the biggest bowl for oldest dad
He needs it more than any young fuck
To keep you floating in his zoo
The glue depends on more than luck
And green or red or white or blue
Just shut your mouth and listen good
Vote with the bubble or forfeit food
What it sounds like.
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