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Racing toward the mailbox with a letter in your hand
But the postman’s gone away & you begin to understand
That you’re no 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕠 to this story,
you’re just another 𝓌ᵣₑₜ𝒸ₕₑ𝒹 pawn.
I do his therapy, his psychology, his analogies, his first aid, his last aid, His lemonade, his grenades, his eyedrops, his nose drops, His cough drops!